Caught in a trap, no time to wait
Where there once was love
Now sick with hate
Got a heart of stone, in an empty place
Left running around a dream, without a pace
So, maybe I'll find a better way
To stitch it all up without a trace
Pay me no mind, plan your escape
There can't be a line when life's at stake
As you look back, you'll notice that
The more things change, the more they stayed the same
You gotta fight for your life, like you live in a cage
And you can never win a war with only one grenade
It's not incredible, it's calculated
It's not a law until it's demonstrated
It's just an inconceivable approach to the last time
You had life by the throat
So take your lumps and shut the f*ck up
Rearrange the threads before you get stuck
In a web of confusion and lies, by the skin of your teeth, or an eye for an eye
A whole world blind gets left behind
Underlined blurred lines will not define
Make your mistakes, don't play it safe
In a system where the rules were made to break
Now, with the sun in my eyes, living in the city it's do or die
And I love living in the city
Freedom, a right, I think you have forgot
Good thing they keep coming up with all these new brands
Who is this sick f*ck with those horns sitting here on my shoulder
That was the first question he should have asked
You know the dead will take their secrets to the grave right
You gotta fight like you live in a cage
Cause, you can't win a war with only one grenade
It's not that simple, it's complicated
Some goddamn laws are devastating
This is just an inconceivable approach for the next time I got life by the throat
So take your lumps and get the f*ck up
Tear through the threads, before you get stuck
In this web of confusion and lies, by the skin of your teeth, or an eye for an eye
Since I could never find a way to set things straight
These underlined blurred lines will now define
Make your mistakes don't play it safe
In a system where the rules were made to bend and break
Still here with the sun in my eyes, living in the city it's do or die
You're not ready
Slip through the chains - the sky's not always gray
Inflictions - (death)... f*ck that system
Tradition - (hate)... f*ck that system
Oppression - (fear)... f*ck that system