My soul was in the gutter
The last ditch standI was tillin the killin fields
My soul was in the gutter
I was force fed apathy
I was robbin the robber barons
My soul was in the gutter
When they tell you
There aint no life or death
That nothing's real outside of your head
And when they tell you
We're all one
Yeah, yeah
Don't believe none of it
Because it's quiet
Quiet the opposite
I was living in the past
I was peerin through a profane prism
My soul was in the gutter
Now i'm stuck in the moment
This lonley moment
Goes one forever
And ever
Don't you know the con game?
Fluoride and aspartame
They've been spraying in the skies
For a long long time
If you didn't notice
That's because you don't look beyond the power lines
They're gonna cull the unwashed masses
Blame terror and green house gases
They intend to put a chip
In your childs brain
If you survive
The next 50 plagues
Oh you're laughing
You conspiracy theorist
You're laughin
Melodic terrorist
Oh you're laughin
He's a thought criminal
But it's happenin!!
When they tell you
There aint no life or death
That nothing's real outside of your head
And when they tell you
We're all one
You are one
I am one
Bu we
Think about it
We're on our own
We're on our own
We're on our own
In the great unknown
We're on our own
In the great unknown
We're on our own
In the great unknown