fed up (исполнитель: pro-pain)

There are no words that one can say
To justify oneself of existing conditions today
The race is on and yet the stakes are [bad word] high
So we gather all we can
Cause it ain't worth a [bad word] when we die

For lack of resistance
We cling to our existence
Assuming position
Aborting your mission

Fed up with the [bad word] lies
Fed up with the world's demise
Fed up with the human race
I'll disappear without a trace

Trying times - no peace of mind
So we fight amongst ourselves
And we'll leave next to nothing behind
Fill the void - to satisfy
So we bite the hand that feeds us
seemingly endless supply

In search for a saviour
Condoning this behaviour
Denial - we live in
When all is not forgiven
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