Вершы: Witch Hunt. Blood-Red States. Take It All Away.

This rage inside me comes to a boil
Sometimes I feel like I'll break
down or break something else
Knock one back
Drink to oblivion to escape from reality
Take me to another place
Anywhere but here
I want to go where the
sun shines and the air is clean

The hostile city is starting to get to me
I'd tear it down if I could have it my way
The phony fucking bastards
Surround me day by day
Useless piece of shit you're better off dead
Make this world a better place
and paint it all red
And take it all away
So I can finally be free