I swear if they see us
Theyre going to kill us
Surely theyll feed us
To little piranhas
O but God,
Dont you drink that wine
It tastes of blood,
Fermented in barrels of pine
O know the want,
For these chemicals is high
But we must not,
Inject them until they are ripe
You gave them hope
You gave them the best years of your life
Theyre pulling the levers
The gears are in reverse
Come now my sister
And head to the river
O hear the dams,
Break and watch the waters rise
Theyre infested with piranha fry
O dont pretend,
This is the end of our lives
Believe it or not,
These things happen all the time
Theyve taken hope
Theyve taken the best years of your life
Is this the best sex youve ever had?
Is this the best book youve ever read?
Is this the loud silence?
Is this the next best thing to death?
Artist: The Nits
Artist: Frankie Lymon
Artist: Fear Factory
Artist: Marc Bolan