through the chain link

Singer:stick to your guns

i didn't ask for any of this but that doesn't mean

that the sins of my father and what he passed down do not belong to me

a foundation of shit upon which we salute

blinded by greed

but the higher it builds

worse gets the view. have we learned nothing? nothing at all

can not the prisoner dream to one day be free?

can not the child plagued with disease hope to end their suffering?

can not the mother who buries her son wish to see him again?

it echoed in me when you said

there is no point