I've got broken arms, not longer can I take the weight.
My eyes are blinded I've seen so much shit and I can't relate.
It's getting hard to breathe, sickness it floods our streets.
There's death everywhere, how much should I care?
What the fuck have we done, I can't believe.
As humanity falls, I blame us all.
The innocent is our pray, no one is safe.
Where's the end, bring the end, am I dead yet.
As we fill our dreams, we destroy everything.
The poison is inside of me, it's got a hold of everything.

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Writer(s): NICHOLAS JETT, SCOTT C. VOGEL