Throwdown

was born alone, a bastard son unto the world
Given a family that called me their own
It gave me something
It gave me something called hope
Twenty years away, a life of opportunity
But emptiness eclipsed the man I should be
Inside was nothing,
I need something to fill the holes
And am I alone?
FUCK NO, Are we alone?
FUCK NO, Do we believe in you?
FUCK NO, Are we below?
And will we ever surrender alive?
FUCK NO
Fuck conformity, a tired gospel for the weak
I'd rather die in pain than live on my knees
I owe you nothing,
we owe you not a Goddamn thing