Pro-Pain - Problem Reaction Solution lyrics

One for all, all for one
With self-determination
And righteous indignation
I gotta mend this broken dream
So, I try to swim upstream
While drowning in disbelief

No place for the self-employed (Employed)
Where life was once enjoyed (Once enjoyed)
The future null and void
Our system's so corrupt (Corrupt)
That it's wholly lost our trust
(Lost our trust)
And, in fact, it's plain unjust

Oh, when I look back, I can figure it out
That it's all been scripted, now it's about
Time to break free from your fucking cage!
Tell me who your god is
And where is your rage?

Oh, it's a problem-reaction-solution scenario
In this environment, all of us: fair game
And this happens to be open season
With no reason given other than because
Of the fact that our numbers are rising
And they're fearful, so they question:
"What have we become?"

Destined for extinction
With reckless fixation on colonization
So many have lost their way
And all sense of humanity
With no shame or humility

They rule with an iron fist (Iron fist)
You will cease and desist (Desist)
Or end up on their list
'Cause these days, you have no voice
(No voice) to some, it's all white noise
(All white noise)
The choice: you have no choice!

Despite the haze, I can still see straight
I just took the hook out and I spit the bait
I wipe the bullshit from my eyes
And get to reading in between the lies

Oh, it's a problem-reaction-solution scenario
In this environment, all of us: fair game
And this happens to be open season
With no reason given other than because
Of the fact that our numbers are rising
And they're fearful, so they question:
"What have we become?"

Oh, when I look back, I can figure it out
That it's all been scripted, now it's about
Time to break free from your fucking cage!
So, tell me who your god is
And where is your rage?

Oh, it's a problem-reaction-solution scenario
In this environment, all of us: fair game
And this happens to be open season
With no reason given other than because
Of the fact that our numbers are rising
And they're fearful, so they question:
"What have we become?"

Oh!