As my beard grows longer I'm walking the earth
My thoughts get contorted the more that they churn
Im distraught and disturbed, distort my concerns
But the planets been caught in an unfortunate curse
Man I thought that you'd learnt, the madness in economy
Slave your whole life to build a palace for the monarchy
With 1.
5 billion balancing on poverty
And over 10 million thats trapped under lock and key
Honestly, what's happened to humanity
You never wanna help and all you care about's your salary
Selfies in the mirror tell a lot about your vanity
With money for a bottle, not a penny for a charity
Apparently we don't give a fuck about you're tragedy
Living on the most selfish planet in the galaxy
Where people aren't affected by another persons agony
As long as their family is living life happily,
It's anarchy, and we're stuck on repeat
Caught up in conflicts with blood in the street
Where the same damn trainers you stuck on your feet
Were probably made by a family that struggle to eat
And that's life, but why should we accept it
We've turn a utopia into an evil cesspit
It's my life, and il fight to protect it, front line diary
The rise of the sceptic, yeah, and let us not forget about the warzones
Where bullets tear your flesh off and expose your raw bones
After they ricochet and penetrate your torso
And if you don't get shot they'll drop a bomb on your home
But here, if it rains we wont walk bro
And we won't even go to work if we have a sore throat
Imagine working in the jungle where the storms growwhere you can get raped just on your walk home, I know
It isn't nice to consume, but most of the western world's blind to truth
So they line up our troops with the lies the produce
They can't solve hunger but can fly to the moon
So we silently move, smile as we creep,
Burning their bibles, their lies and deceit
We'll find all our rivals and fight in the street til that white flags waving
That's a sign of defeat, and that's life
But why should we accept itwe've turned a utopia into an evil cesspit
It's my life, and il fight to protect it
Front line diary, the rise of the sceptic