[Verse 1] Another day, another debt to pay A bitter pill, the same old swill I signed my name, I played the game I made my mistakes, but I made them over there Not in this fucking hive, not for your cheap thrill Just another number waiting for the kill So don't you dare preach sanctity to me If I told you I survived in your lost society... [Chorus 1] You don't know what it's like to be in me! This fucking world you built, I'll never let it be! You don't know what it's like to be in me! You don't know what it's like to be in me! [Verse 2] You built this cage and called it sanctuary You think the lock will keep you safe from me But if you ever turned the key You'd see the animal I was meant to be [Chorus 2] You don't know what it's like to be in me! Sick of politicians and politics and prisons! You don't know what it's like to be in me! Sick of preachers and your leaders and their treason! This fucking world you built, I'll never let it be! You don't know what it's like to be in me! [Rage Break] Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you and your moral plight! Some snitch-fucker died last night I don't care what's wrong or right I don't care what's wrong or right I just know I'm built to fight! [Guitar Solo: The main riff halts abruptly. A chaotic, feedback-wailing solo erupts. It's drenched in wah, full of manic bends, pinched harmonics, and dissonant squeals. It sounds less like music and more like a system short-circuiting in pure rage] [Chorus 3] You don't know what it's like to be in me! This fucking world you built, I'll never let it be! You don't know what it's like to be in me! [Outro] I'm tired of your lies, tired of your greed Tired of waiting to die, is this what you need? Another soul to grind down, another truth to hide? Another pig at the trough with nothing inside? So run me in — I'll do it all again You haven't fucking won Motherfucker, I'm still alive. [Fade Out: The final line is shouted raw. The band slams back in for one last, monstrous iteration of the main riff. It repeats, growing more distorted and chaotic, before feedback takes over and fades into nothing]
