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Ills of a Sick Society

from Hated Namesake by Ripped Up

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Living in a fallen world, like a social outcast
Like a polar opposite exists in perfect contrast
Worshippers of death surround me, telling me I’m wrong
But I don’t need their validation, don’t need to belong
And I don’t care
What you say or what you do
I’ll live my life, you can’t decide, it’s not for you
Can’t stand the way I’m castigated
Don’t want your life, from what I see it’s overrated
What you say ain’t what you do
You point out splinters with a log stuck out of you
You’re all the same, so hypocritical
You cheer your side, it’s left or right, it’s all political

Sick, ill
I see the symptoms all around, it’s all downhill
Sick, bleeding
Bandage away, won’t change a thing, the effort’s fleeting
As we decay, our moral fabric
It tears away with every day, it’s so dramatic
We hope for change, we need a remedy
We need a savior and the truth to smash the enemy

Symptoms begin worsening
As wickedness is burgeoning
No shot or mask to stop the spread
Look to the answer overhead
The cure remains in Jesus Christ
The only truth and only light
That shines down to this darkened earth
To beckon you unto rebirth

Mankind’s decline
On the front line
No more blessing
Just regressing back to the mean

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from Hated Namesake, released November 4, 2022

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