Cornered Lyrics
To listen to your shouting a wordless pantomimeCan't you see it falls on deaf earsFilling me up with your point of viewYour opinions are your own, I got mine tooWhat I think don't mean nothing to youWhen the shit hits the fanAnd you're forced by the manWho holds the key to our promised landDon't misunderstand what's in the man's hand'Cause it's all been laid out in the New World PlanMakin' me feel like a laboratory ratWithout a mind of its own - diseased and fatI can't let my life go out like that'Cause I'm an extra skeptic, a true eclecticI find it hard to trust all the people we've electedTake a look around, do you feel protectedLike garbage in a dump our lives have been rejectedA blind man leading the not so blindCreating false truth to fill our mindsTo listen to yourself would be a crimeIt all comes back to you some timeLike it or not, they got a number on meI will not break for your demandsRabid, defensive, in the corner I standCaught in a trap, the bait was freeLike it or not, they got a number on meI can't trust anyone, they're all out to get meGonna run until I can't run from the laws that ruin meFaster and harder so God help me fleeFrom the lies that we're free and the powers that beThat push the rich forward between you and meBut agree to agree with no guaranteeOf something to live for I'll die if need beI stand up for all as I fight to be free
Biohazard Cornered
