You'll have to excuse the worse audio quality than usual, I recorded it with audacity, which Im extremely unfamilliar with. Other than that, enjoy the tunes.
Lyrics:
Theres no freedom in the minds of those stuck in plain sight
A world so black and white they'd nearly charge you to be alive
Commercial carnage in a fight for the fittest bank account
Everything is up for grabs, money will show that its allowed
So the child from a poor home struggling to keep his pack filled
Forced against its will to work a 9 to 5 to pay for pills
Because he's crazy, labeled as inadequate
Less than the kid that was born in a wealthy environment
So that boy grows up to be an unstable man
He lets his anger at the world get redirected at his friends
And they too left him up for a lusting loansharks end
Now it's just a matter of time for the wisk him from the sand
The stuffed pill filled man, he wants it to end
So he disregards the lable and swallows again
Closing his eyes for the last time the mirror smiles back
A mans life being dictated by numbers in his bank
