Society Disgusts Me, Advertising Sickens Me, Computers Make Me Puke

I got a war
Right in my chest
Armed with this void
For eighteen years
I am the one to destroy all you built
I am the one to negate all the dreams
Sent after you in a crusade to love and to kill

Society, Society disgusts me
Advertising sickens me, computers make me puke
There is nothing sadder than a teenage kid
With a Steve Jobs poster in his room

We want it back
Where it belongs
Nobody's here
Nowhere to run

Give me the beat of the production line
Show me the groove of the ones who are to blame
It is our right to scare and to oppress till the end

Society, Society disgusts me
Advertising sickens me, computers make me puke
There is nothing sadder than a teenage kid
With a Steve Jobs poster in his room

Get me, get me out of this hole
I'm never coming home
Never coming home
Society, Society disgusts me
Advertising sickens me, computers make me puke
There is nothing sadder than a teenage kid
With a Steve Jobs poster in his room



Credits
Writer(s): Javier Del Portillo Elordi
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