I think much like another song “Anti-Matter” (that's also on the same album as this song), this one is also is inspired by a horrifying van crash the band experienced on Nov 3, 2022. This, much like the other track, sounds like it's an extension what they shared while huddled in the wreckage, as they helped frontman Garrett Russell stem the bleeding from his head wound while he was under the temporary effects of a concussion. The track speaks of where the mind goes at the most desperate & desolate of times, when it just about slips away to all but disconnect itself, and the aftermath.
Let me introduce myself, my names yasine
Been a Muslim my whole life and I aint ever been no terrorist
Why would I watch TV all they do is try to embarrass us
9/11 was disastrous, fuck those devil advocates
My religion is peace love and happiness
The shock of being televised for free
Because bright lights and dead bodies make for great TV
The world is panic-in, Mr. bush is mad again
Watching them bombs drop makes me sick to my abdomen
What doesn’t kill you can only make you strong
Then I feel like I’m carrying the weight of the world with one arm
While bombs are being dropped from planes, media affects our brains
Remember innocent children being slain, and I feel the pain and the bloodshed
How many more will end up dead
My brother Mohamed can’t get through customs,
Harassed and spit upon, the price for being Muslim
Fuck your sympathy don’t look at my differently, don’t repeat history
In this day and age, is rage and life destruction
Liposuction and breast implants,
Like a Hollywood star with her lips and chest enhanced
Its just plastic surgery for the less advanced
White lies faith on religion sex in churches
Politicians sniffing white lies behind closed curtains
Over paid athletes stick steroids in ass cheeks
Million dollar salaries depend on player’s stat sheets
The young and homeless live amongst the trash heaps
Last week’s losers forgotten, dead stiff and rotten
Like the corpse of Andy cotton
They say peace sells but whose buying
In these days and times, and the public loves it
They can’t get enough of it, think anything else is rubbish
Mp3’s and burnt Cds lead’s us to believe that music is now free
The industry is in a panic major labels running frantic
The world’s best mechanic couldn’t fix it
Empty seat’s means kids can’t afford a ticket
And it’s a problem like teenage love without a condom
Been a Muslim my whole life and I aint ever been no terrorist
Why would I watch TV all they do is try to embarrass us
9/11 was disastrous, fuck those devil advocates
My religion is peace love and happiness
The shock of being televised for free
Because bright lights and dead bodies make for great TV
The world is panic-in, Mr. bush is mad again
Watching them bombs drop makes me sick to my abdomen
What doesn’t kill you can only make you strong
Then I feel like I’m carrying the weight of the world with one arm
While bombs are being dropped from planes, media affects our brains
Remember innocent children being slain, and I feel the pain and the bloodshed
How many more will end up dead
My brother Mohamed can’t get through customs,
Harassed and spit upon, the price for being Muslim
Fuck your sympathy don’t look at my differently, don’t repeat history
In this day and age, is rage and life destruction
Liposuction and breast implants,
Like a Hollywood star with her lips and chest enhanced
Its just plastic surgery for the less advanced
White lies faith on religion sex in churches
Politicians sniffing white lies behind closed curtains
Over paid athletes stick steroids in ass cheeks
Million dollar salaries depend on player’s stat sheets
The young and homeless live amongst the trash heaps
Last week’s losers forgotten, dead stiff and rotten
Like the corpse of Andy cotton
They say peace sells but whose buying
In these days and times, and the public loves it
They can’t get enough of it, think anything else is rubbish
Mp3’s and burnt Cds lead’s us to believe that music is now free
The industry is in a panic major labels running frantic
The world’s best mechanic couldn’t fix it
Empty seat’s means kids can’t afford a ticket
And it’s a problem like teenage love without a condom
Lyrics submitted by puppet_master_72
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