Out of Hand

[Verse 1]
Fools gather round to watch me bleed
But there are things you'll never see
To protect and serve one nation under god
A nation in which no-one's free

[Verse 2]
Their flesh begins to rot
What's left of what they've got
A boring life is getting old
Mischief won't turn to gold

[Verse 3]
By going back to burning books
Ripping apart things that doesn't fit
One times one equals nine
Your make-believe reality is full of shit

[Chorus]
Jesus Christ
Lord of flies
In disguise
Fuck!

[Verse 4]
It's fucked to hear one idiot's words
But worse to see others believe it
Fucked up minds in fucked up times
It's up to you to foresee it

[Chorus]
Jesus Christ
Lord of flies
In disguise
It's all built upon lies
Out of hand
Is this a fucking joke
Out of mind
And it makes me fucking choke
Fuck!