I see our world as out of focus
Lost and dying as we witness virtue thrown aside
Now degenerates and leeches thrive
While the working man's condemned
And the junkie's risen up onto a throne of lies
A wretched pedestal but only fools will watch in awe
I have no halos for the heartless
No pity for the insincere
No honor for the worthless
Who've done nothing in life to be revered
When addicts die their abuse fades
If heroes live they face the hardest days
They'll stigmatize the soldier
And question motives to try
And cheapen all their sacrifice
They pay homage to those who don't deserve
Praising thieves and lairs, the corrupt and the pariahs
Decency is left to die, it's completely despicable
Only weak minds will deem them worthy
I have no halos for the heartless
No pity for the insincere
No honor for the worthless
Who've done nothing in life to be revered
I have no halo for the heartless
No pity for the insincere
No honor for the worthless
You never did a fucking thing in your life to be revered
Artist: Pantera
Artist: Arthur Russell
Artist: Lisa Brokop