Obsolete

I want to die, I want to kill
If you can’t hurt me, then I will
I’m lost in rage, I’m lost in time
Ending this can’t be a crime
I live in pain, I live in hate
I am not looking to escape
Don’t want to heal, don’t want to cope
I am not searching for new hope
Dead
Incomplete
Product of our culture, obsolete
Fuck
It’s all the same
Shoot to kill, just to revenge my pain
I want to die, I want to kill
If you can’t hurt me then I will
I find a gun, I find a crowd
I do to them what’s not allowed
Dead
Incomplete
Product of our culture, obsolete
Fuck
It’s all the same
Shoot to kill, just to revenge my pain
I find my peace, I find my truth
I find myself by wasting you
I find the end, I find the calm
While everyone just feigns alarm
Dead
Incomplete
Children of our culture, obsolete
Fuck
It’s all the same
You created trigger-happy fame