New Blood

I feel the greyscale monotone empty meaning
Third person on the outside
I feel the hurricane inside when I'm still breathing
Transparent isolated machine

Everytime you try and bury me in an early grave
I crawl out and make you swallow all the words you say
All of a sudden you forgot all the things you did
And I'm supposed to believe this?

Am I part of a system that just wants
To watch me beg on my knees
And I'm supposed to believe this
Broken mechanism breathing down
My neck for an opportunity

I'm not a part of the process
I'm not another victim to this industry
Keep on pushing down on the ceiling
You'll always be beneath me

Keep on barking up the wrong tree
I'm not the new blood
I'm gonna bite the hand that never feeds
All of a sudden true colors start to paint a picture
Right in front of me

You feel like you're on top
It's too bad there's a long drop down
Empty handed and bought

I'm not a part of the process

I feel the greyscale monotone empty meaning
Third person on the outside
I feel the hurricane inside when I'm still breathing
Transparent isolated machine