ROTTEN APPLE

I have lost my self again
i`ve done all in vain
you are drifting farer away
and I see it all too late
Consider what we say
Conflicted my self today
so much left to hate
we can not tolerate

the tourniquet of my hate is tight
so afraid I can not sleep to night
is there nothing left to live for

This aint my life, I want to fight not just run away
Im not giving up, im not living anymore this hate
want to decide my faith but the dope does it for me
everything around me seems to be torn apart

this machine that we feed
is fat and so fucking greed
it is so hard kill
something that gives the thrills
children of the drugs are not healing
they no longer got no feelings
in their eyes I see me
is this what I want to be

the tourniquet of my hate is tight
so afraid I can not sleep to night
is there nothing left to live for

This aint my life, I want to fight not just run away
Im not giving up, im not living anymore this hate
want to decide my faith but the dope does it for me
everything around me seems to be torn apart

but the apple was rotten although we all took a bite
all are sins forgotten and blood turned to wine
we have been so blind and we are no longer alive