Why won’t you be the one to stand up. How can you sit there and not give a fuck. The call of the wild has hardwired you to kill. What bothers you is knowing how little blood you’ve spilled. There is a light. While searching for truth. Do you hear the call to throw us over the ledge. A return to the earth. We are blood in the dirt. A family malfunction has sunken any hope. Just kill it now and hang that motherfucker by its throat. You are waste of the wasted. You are wasting away.
Written by: David Buckner, Jacoby Shaddix, Jerry Horton, Tobin Esperance
