Derailer

this song is about 'the scene'. about how people exist who look at kids needing a sense of identity and only see a source of income.

Scrape out your guts, and pay them by the hour for the pleasure
Of filling your new void with lies and calculations.
You should know nothing they say is grounded in
Any sense
Of reality.
You should not believe
A word
They say.

Welcome to the abattoir, you are part of a dying herd
A bolt through your empty head is nothing more than just what you deserve.
Will you feel it?
Will you feel a fucking thing?
What is it that you hear?
When you sing?
Those empty words...

You can take your fashion to the grave, and I hope you do.
Every death, each final breath that's drawn brings a new hope.
You say you'll stick to your guns.
You'll get shot down and die in the dirt.
You'll get whats coming to you.
What you deserve.

The train is coming down the tracks for all to see.
And you're all aboard right now, but next year where will you be?
I've got a rope, I've got bad intentions, I'll tie you to the tracks and I'll grin.
You swore you wanted this, how will you cope when you get hit by the next big thing?

Invest yourselves in their lies
Invest yourselves in their lies
Investigate what's in their eyes
The most sickening lie of our lives.