Dittohead

This fucking countrys lost its gripSub-conscious hold begins to slipThe scales of justice tend to tipThe legal system has no spineIts corroding from insideSlap your hand, youll do no timeReality on vacationAll across a blinded nationMentally under sedationAnyone can be set freeOn a technicalityExplain the law again to meHere in 1994Things are different than beforeViolence is what we adoreInvitation to the gameGuns and blades and media fameEvery day more of the sameMurder, mayhem, anarchyNow are all done legallyMastermind your killing spreeUnafraid of punishmentWith a passive governmentTheres nothing for you to regretNothing to regretUnimposing policyNo enforcing ministryGaping with judicial flawsWatch a fading nation crawlClashing with the publics frameIm the one thats placed in fameLegislature sets the stageSocial slaves caught in my rageAdministrative anarchy, theres nothingYou can do to meThe world around you drifting to a Continental tomb you seeVioence is my passionI will never be containedLiving with aggression and its Everlasting reign