I am sick of this place of oppression This wall which is around us, and hides the cognition I'm looking at the streets with no bons on my feet This bons distaned for the souls of the kids Now the question is, would you live like this? Blank faced but happy? Motherfuckers there above my head, do not care This classified humans can lick my spit Don't seek the row Resist Don't seek the row Generation Trash The easy life for you Looking down, don't need more truth Living with your life like every day The art of breaking out, is to get to now about Fate! Now I'm laying here and can't say I disappear Cause I'm not an astray, who's not able to search The cage of non-nature is made by thin glass It's made by pussies, who just have fear Don't seek the row Resist Don't seek the row Generation Trash