Volatile

Album: Catharsis (2018)
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  • Fuck the world, come

    They never see me coming
    Their faces twisted in shock
    Now the fools come gunning
    To put our heads to the black
    Sick of the laughter
    Sick of the pain
    Sick of the feeling, the feeling of shame
    Sick of the white folks privileged and vain
    Protesting a culture that isn't the same

    Don't blame the false elites
    When Nazi assholes march the streets
    So call me a hypocrite call me a fake
    It's nothing compared to your pride and your hate

    Dead
    Dead, imploded
    These times are volatile
    There's no room left for you
    Dead
    Dead, imploded
    There's no room left for you
    These times are volatile

    Volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile
    This world is fucking volatile

    Whoa, fuck the World

    You'll never see me coming
    Sick of the racists
    Sick of the shit
    Sick of them telling me it's immigrants
    Sick of the phonies on my phone screen
    Sick of the NRA trying to scare me

    Stop crying innocence
    Stop claiming self-defense
    Good men won't speak because they're scared of the violence
    But bad men keep screaming to fill up the silence

    Dead
    Dead, imploded
    These times are volatile
    There's no room left for you
    Dead
    Dead, imploded
    There's no room left for you
    These times are volatile

    Volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile
    This world is fucking volatile

    Oh break it, smash it, burn it to the ground
    Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground
    Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground

    Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground
    Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground
    Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground

    Dead
    Dead and bloated
    These times are volatile
    There's no room left for you
    Dead
    Dead and bloated
    Life can be so volatile

    Volatile, volatile, volatile
    Volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile

    Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground
    Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground
    Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground
    Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Writer/s: Philip John Demmel, Robert Conrad Flynn
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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