Sleepwalking Dead

Swear to Crom were all huffin on the black lotus, no fucus

Substitute a phone screen for a dope hit

Expose it with no resolution wheres the fuckin revolution?

Execution is the next stage of our evolution

Scorched earth solution, were sleep walking everyday

Lost in an illusion like lab rats in a maze

Abusing us, using us this aint nothing new to us

Whats got me fucked up is these days you dont know who to trust

Head down with a hard scowl, stay the fuck away from me

No need for fake smiles and bullshit fuckin energy

Demonic entities preventin me from minglin with the meek

Id coat my razor blades with blood stains before I face defeat