Humanity

Whatcha got? You swear that you've got something Whatcha got is something I won't ever catch Just pretend it's pretty - self destruction I've smiled and watched a million of your beautiful collapse I'm sick at the sight of humanity I'm sick of your forced infection Who are you? You all look just the same to me To all of you a toast. Now let's begin Dig that hole and file around the border I'll watch you slip before we move to push you in I'm sick at the sight of humanity I'm sick of your forced infection Let's put them down I'm sick at the sight of humanity I'm sick of your forced infection I'm sick It's glorified banality The weak will inherit nothing but shame Let's put them down