Machines with Human Skin - Fallen from Your Grace Lyrics

I live on the fringes
I'm a social disease
I spit on your conformity
You push me to extremes
This burned out hell of humanity
Doesn't care if we live or die
Every day we wake up again
We're goddamn lucky to be alive

I've fallen from your grace and you're praying for salvation
(Save yourselves)
Questioning your faith and you're crying for liberation
(Nothing else)
I'm not the one to blame for this hypocrisy
You're blinded by your blasphemy

Beneath my smile is a chip on my shoulder
A growing distrust
For the world I thought I knew
Everywhere I turn it seems
The people grow colder
Marooned on islands of isolation
Waiting for the revelation