Wasted oxygen
Swallow my pride with salt and ash
Up in arms in the red
The fine art of being ruled
Born again, drunk with sin
Stepfathers down there whippin' ass
Wasted oxygen
Where I'm from it's not too clear

They say all words mean nothing
Now I know this

When all is said and done
I will be the one with no guilt left on my head
Time fades so clear

Promised and promises
Filling their pockets with a lower class
All for none, left for dead
Given a system they do not want
Negative heredity
Raising diabetics like weed
Promised and promises
I have no faith in either one

They say all words mean nothing
Now I know this

When all is said and done
I will be the one with no guilt left on my head
Time fades so clear
When all is said and done
I will be the one with no guilt left on my head
Time fades so clear
Time fades so clear

When all is said and done
I will be the one with no guilt left on my head
Time fades so clear
When all is said and done
I will be the one with no guilt left on my head
Time fades so clear
Time fades so clear
Time fades so clear