Society's Disposable Son letra

The air is humid and the floor's cold. Prisoner. Crime unknown. Prisoner.
Awaiting my sentence. Society's disposable son. Outcast. Grown apart.
Institutionalized since day one. Society's unwanted son.
Raised by emotionless TV screen, this is everyone's crime.
Go ahead pull the trigger if this is how you want it.
Anywhere but here is where I want to be right now.
I am the reflection of your mad world and system.
Anywhere but here is where I want to be right now.
Go ahead pull the trigger on your own creation.
When I'll leave, I'll watch you right in the eyes.
Society's disposable son. Outcast. Grown apart. The air is humid and the floor is cold.
Prisoner. Crime unknown. Sentenced, leaving with my eyes wide open

Beneath the Massacre - Letras

• Absurd Hero
• Anomic
• Autonomous Mind
• Better Off Dead
• Bitter
• Black Tide
• Bottom Feeders
• Comforting Prejudice
• Condemned
• Damages
• Designed To Strangle
• Drill Baby Drill
• Flickering Light
• Grief
• Harvest Of Hate
• Hidden In Plain Sight
• Hopes
• Hunted
• It
• Left Hand
• Light
• Lithium Overdose
• Long Forgotten
• Modern Age Slavery
• Nevermore
• No Future
• Of Gods and Machines
• Our Common Grave
• Pedestal
• Procreating The Infection
• Profitable Killcount
• Regurgitated Lullaby For The Born Dead
• Reign Of Terror
• Return to Medusa
• Rise Of The Fearmonger
• Sleepless
• Society's Disposable Son
• Symptoms
• Tarnished Legacy
• The Casket You Sleep In
• The Invisible Hand
• The Stench Of Misery
• The Surface
• The System's Failure
• The Wasteland
• Totalitarian Hypnosis
• Treacherous
• Unheard
• Untitled