INcenDIAry - God's Country lyrics

You’re too fucking weak to live a day in
My head and you’re too fucking scared to
Realize heaven's hell you live your life in
A rut, with the blinds drawn shut
With your head in your hands like
A shot to the gut chasing a chance at
The top with a smile and a wave, this city
Is full of fakers
This city is full of graves
No better than the trash on the tracks
Blank like concrete on the street i love the
Hate I hold growing up
I learned how to sit and listen now
I stand up and take aim
From my position ripped from the dead
Minds of the majority and hearing
The lies of the civil authority
I'm the fucking gun shoved
Into your back they're all
Dead inside with hollow
Eyes forcing words upon their tongues
To disguise their miserable
Fucking lives they are all in the stars
But I'm looking at the gutter