These votes will not count
No angels to be found
This generation's war
Will be won with blood & oil
Who has the biggest gun
Is how history is won
Human capital will adhere
Here comes our trail of tears
Cryptic thoughts will haunt
Make me violent
Take the fear inside
Make feel alive
Taste the midnight sun
Change my perception
Silent suicide
This martyr cannot die
Feeling colder than this body can withstand
We're born to die young
We are the broken ones
And we'll disengage from this
Seen the best minds of my generation die,
The cost of business is steep
When the wolves pose as sheep
Killing kings for the fun
My own self destruction
Pledge allegiance to the pill
And make us digital
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