Epidemic of Hate

Don't fucking turn away, 'cause I think we've got a problem here.

You gotta stay off my back, I can't take another day in this prison.

Locked inside of here, imprisoned in flesh for mental light-years.

Pushing all my buttons now, you're just another cold, worthless victim.

There's no time, don't hold me down. You crossed the line, now you're fucked.