Cyanide Addiction
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Some say this world is our's
But I say the jury's still out
You sit and smell the flowers
While a tiger stalks it's prey without a doubt
Now tell me, is the world really our own?
Or is it more to the tiger that it belongs
Ask him while he rips the meat off your bone
And no one at your funeral will sing sad songs
Everyone thinks we're at the top of the food chain
But the world around us does not care
Ignorance makes the intelligent cry like rain
But nothing is sadder than thinking the world is fair
I'm not saying to give up or give in
But this Earth owes you nothing at all
One wrong step and your end may begin
No telling to which hungry predator's pit you may fall
Just remember the tiger stalking it's prey
He has no doubt what he must do to survive
Devouring you is just part of his day
After all, everyone wants just to stay alive...
But I say the jury's still out
You sit and smell the flowers
While a tiger stalks it's prey without a doubt
Now tell me, is the world really our own?
Or is it more to the tiger that it belongs
Ask him while he rips the meat off your bone
And no one at your funeral will sing sad songs
Everyone thinks we're at the top of the food chain
But the world around us does not care
Ignorance makes the intelligent cry like rain
But nothing is sadder than thinking the world is fair
I'm not saying to give up or give in
But this Earth owes you nothing at all
One wrong step and your end may begin
No telling to which hungry predator's pit you may fall
Just remember the tiger stalking it's prey
He has no doubt what he must do to survive
Devouring you is just part of his day
After all, everyone wants just to stay alive...
