Cripple Bastards - Ratings lyrics
[Cripple Bastards - Ratings lyrics]
My life can't close it'self in a hole
Can't vanish in the sad waiting list of
Those who have lost before they've begun
Of those who haven't gone beyond the
Gates of an imposed normality
Forced hate, I wish I had never met you
Tears of boredom, snapped nerves
Instant horror
I see my body move from one cage to another
I spend my days
Cultivating apathy, disinterest
Suffocated violence
I feel offended and inoffensive
A headstone stuck in cement - a broken candle
Hanged in silence
The disappointment is reciprocal
Kicks in the teeth, everyday, explode in
Your houses, in your schools
In your streets a increase of "culture" -
An abandonment of feelings
Creativity against passive dependence
Diversion against imposed standardization
Give the right value to individuality
Don't fall in the nullity
Of a speechless crowd
Looking for alternatives, inventing
One's life, this means living
Can't vanish in the sad waiting list of
Those who have lost before they've begun
Of those who haven't gone beyond the
Gates of an imposed normality
Forced hate, I wish I had never met you
Tears of boredom, snapped nerves
Instant horror
I see my body move from one cage to another
I spend my days
Cultivating apathy, disinterest
Suffocated violence
I feel offended and inoffensive
A headstone stuck in cement - a broken candle
Hanged in silence
The disappointment is reciprocal
Kicks in the teeth, everyday, explode in
Your houses, in your schools
In your streets a increase of "culture" -
An abandonment of feelings
Creativity against passive dependence
Diversion against imposed standardization
Give the right value to individuality
Don't fall in the nullity
Of a speechless crowd
Looking for alternatives, inventing
One's life, this means living