TASTELESS

This used to be our playground
But now you’re not around
I feel no sorry
Why should I be?
Now you’re someone
Try to get your job done
We’re not (even) in your last page
So you can kick us like garbage

You’ve burned your hometown
Keep your feet off the ground
You left your old pal
And it makes you feel well
Makes you feel well…

You got a tasteless mind
A tasteless soul
You think that’s fine
Our dejection is your goal

You got the power, you should bring justice
You ain’t got no guts, you don’t deserve this
Your brain is clay, you don’t know how to say it
You make the rules don’t expect that we’ll play it

You think we’re dying you think we’ll suffer
You know you’re wrong cuz we don’t take orders
What can I tell you? It’s your decision
Free society or is this prison?
Or is this prison?

You got a tasteless mind
A tasteless soul
You think that’s fine
Our dejection is your goal