Testo Almost Heaven - Curses

Almost Heaven

Fit them for the shackles and chains and send them on their way
Bottomless bottles of pills, sold out by the fucking state
Echoes of affliction and persistent dependency
Searching for something or anything
To take away the pain
Take away the pain
Victims of deceit preyed upon by corporate greed
We elected the adversary, begging for scraps left by their feet
The blood is on your hands, even though they’re washed of affiliation
Hollow out the mountains, feed the toxic medication
Mothers and fathers rotting alive on the dirt
Adolescent suffering, dying to be hurt
We’ve fallen in love with the loneliness
When will we end this death sentence? (Death sentence)
We’ve fallen in love with the hopelessness, now let this injustice rest
Too many times have I sat by to watch my family die in a hole
A lost sense of soul, lost hope, lost mind, no self control
A lost sense of soul, lost hope, lost mind, no self control