Unbroken - Razor

Razor

brought down before you and Imfeeling the feeling
of not wanting to be like you I refused to be trapped
it molds us like a clone never thinking for ourselves
its time to break this sterile tradition time to crack
take a crack to let us breath
before I consume your filth consume your product
consume this genocide consume your media
gi have me a razor and with this
I gi have my wrists a kiss of steel.