Maintain Too Many Fuckwits... Too Few Bullets Lyrics

welcome to our daily horror
to our paradise of insanity
who or what are you trying to be
which standards do you desire to fit in
whom do you want to please
can't you stand on your own feet
i can look into the mirror with my head held high
and i see myself not someone who i can't be and don't want to be
i accomblish my dreams
a life lived in mediocrity
only puppets and serving slaves
these are my lines to an ignorant and f___ing dying world
all we need is f___ing progress
i will state the obvious
they tell us so much s___ and keep us in defusion
the insanity finds new slaves
they obey to it's superior master
you think you follow the elite
the perfection
break this f___ing mold