Buried (Social Magnet)

Try to seek out shelter as you're tripping over bodies Hoping for a hit is such a stupid fucking hobby And it won't be long Before you find out the truth They're not like you Crawling through your lawn I'll start to think about my actions Maybe killing all your brothers didn't save me any rations But you're just singing songs You're not telling the truth It's not like you But whatcha gonna do When they come after you They'll tear your eyes out And then the people riot And it won't feel alright And if they're gonna do All that sick shit to you I'll tear my eyes out Before i do it right That's what the people like And it won't be long Before you find out the truth They're not after you