180 Proof - Burnt By The Sun



Bullshit knocks you over the head

like a ton of bricks

CNN kills brain cells like alcohol

PR feeds the rage

but the clear answers never come.

It's like an open bar to misplace our trust.



Call into your talk show hatred

to express all that we don't know.



The sun will not rest

on backs of evil.

The sun will not set

when we think like this.



Wake up. We will. Destroy. Ourselves.



This rage is realy against yourself.

You're slamming the shots of fear itself.

They'll have to pry that remote from your dead

cold hands.

Our grip on truth rests

on the lies we've been told.

And this whole thing..

smells like

bullshit.

It smells like more bullshit to me.



It's the same scenario all across the land

TV radiating, remote in hand.

Advertising, propagting-entertaining.



We're escaping. We're escaping from ourselves.



Pull up a stool...

Truth. Lies. It's all the same.

Fact. Fiction. It's all a game.

Failure- to think for ourselves.

Success- to live up to a lie.



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