What you got. What you got. What you got. . You better buck, buck, buckle up, prepare for this impact. Car crash whiplash, 'Bam', snap your neck back in half.
Everyday people are preyed upon. Some fight, some fold, others play along. But now it's not another story off the evening news. Not just a static, the warnings use.
Prepare to meet your maker. Your unmaker, your remaker make yourself. Don't fake, you'll make the same mistakes. And if you are fed up then ask yourself why.
I've lost my footing. I'm hanging on by the brink. I'm stranded in a sea of hope. With not a drop to drink. . So I stand alone when I think. Because conformity can't be the solution.