"Socio-Genocide"

Everyone’s just photocopies of each other 

And here I am on the run, trying not to be 

Wiped out by an institution that only wants me 

To feed into the craze and inject my work into their veins.

The clock was ticking and now it’s over, 

Was drowning but I got out. 

Only to then see that the world 

Clapped for their efforts while they threw me into the scrap heap.

What do I got to show but burnt up resentment 

For people who lie to me and 

Made me lose my mind? 

Everyone’s against me for fighting the mainstream.

Hate that they want me to monetize my 

Pain because that’s the only way they seem 

To get the fame. 

I used to want to be a hero until they used me, 

Not as a person but as a machine. 

They all act like angels but all I 

See are ghosts trying to drag me into my own Hell.

No, there’s nothing wrong with me! 

I’m the victim in a cold dead scheme! 

Everyone wants that socio-genocide, 

Anything to make the dough flow in.

For so long I didn’t know what “home”

Even was, they made so addicted to 

The fighting and the working that 

I couldn’t sit still without wanting more.

Countless hours of pain and heartbreak. 

All of this for them to say they don’t value 

My worth. 

Can’t dance on 14th street when I’m a skeleton barely stumbling by.

Thought there was something wrong with me. 

Unable to follow the program 

I believed I was truly flawed. 

But then I was dragged underneath and they then threw me into the scrap heap.

No more being yourself 

If it means they gotta cut costs to accommodate 

For your existence. 

And even so I refused to be a photocopy! 

They all act so high and mighty. 

So prudent yet wrathful to the weak! 

I was burnt out and they hung me. 

Hang me up on a stake, 

Hang me up on a stake.

One day, you’ll see your mistake. 

Martyr me and the blood will show you the daybreak of a revolution.

Hate that they’ve left their marks on me. 

They’re all the same no doubt,

Hating on genuine and authentic stories.

We’re thrown out for being unique! 

And what does it say when I want 

Things to change!? They’re the ones who still 

Demand my money! 

They keep digging up my grave, trying to take what I’ve taken with me beyond.

Wake the hell up, 

Wake the hell up. 

Not like you’re too mesmerized by the 

Shiny diamonds and promises to keep dancing as a pawn.

Can’t put ‘em in checkmate 

They’ve got you cornered 

With their knights

As the bishops sing hymns. 

All I wanted was to be a hero. 

I gave everything to make this dream come true. 

But that day I fell into the abyss. 

I reached out hoping they’d save me. 

But even in this darkness they forsaken me! 

And now they’re the heroes of my own story?!

No real apologies?! Only blaming me 

For their own mistakes! 

I wish I could break away from them 

So bad but no matter where I look

They keep coming back for me! 

I want them gone! They tossed me away!

No! Why should they even claim 

They deserve the glory!? 

I’m the one who lived my life 

In my own story!

It’s all socio-genocide! 

They all care about their own packs and those who fund 

Them to appease. Little guys like me 

Are meant to be disposed of…. Who cares about us when there’s money to make!? 

Regardless of what I do it always comes back to haunt me! 

I’m stuck in this chain! I can’t fly away! 

No matter what I do I wanna speak the truth! 

But who even cares?! They’re all on their side! 

Back the hell up,

Back the hell up. 

All it is is Socio-Genocide. 

Become obscure as a black cat fading into the fog under a misty bridge if you have to. 

They’re all the same. 

They hate unique people like me. 

And I’m sick of acting like I shouldn’t give them 

Part of the blame of what happened that day. 

I’m sick of the people who say I should shut up and walk away. 

Because I’m done listening to these people who 

Don’t understand what it’s like to be jaded and burnt out 

From people who used to love and revere. 

Well now I’m calling them out for their crimes. 

For hurting those like me who wanted to live a life. 

I may have moved on but I’m still stuck in the afterfade. 

But just you know that the world may love you but know I never again will.

Shut the hell up,

Shut the hell up.

Calling you out for your crimes. 

Blacking out your name outta the book. 

Can’t have you making the rules here. 

Consider this a false checkmate 

Because your queen’s robes are 

Tainted in scarlet blood.

Consider this socio-genocide

Cos’ I’m willing to watch you 

Learn from your mistake 

To cast the poor and innocent away. 

Break the bones, 

Break the bones. 

Open the door only 

To lose yourself in the labyrinth. 

Attempt the best you ever could 

In any particular subject. 

Please them anyway you could

And they won’t care, just asking you to do more. 

Nothing’s ever enough.

Nothing’s ever enough. 

No, not for them. 

No, not for you.

Used to wanna be like my heroes 

But justice doesn’t exist 

Under monarchs who 

Use their pawns to draw innocent blood.

Betrayed, chained, put up at the stake. 

Discarded, imprisoned, tortured.

Forgotten, abandoned, and spiraled. 

BETRAYED, CHAINED, WHY NOT PUT ME AT THE STAKE.

DISCARDED, IMPRISONED, TORTURED.

FORGOTTEN, ABANDONED, AND SPIRALED INTO DEPRESSION.

Shut the hell up, 

Shut the hell up. 

The cat under the foggy bridge at midnight 

Can choke under the dust. 

Socio-Genocide and I don’t care 

Who hears the truth, 

Whistle blowers waited for this time to say the truth,

So now I can smile for once. 

Done pretending like I gotta like you.

Done pretending that I gotta need you. 

So shut the hell up, leave me alone. 

Shut the hell up, and back the hell up. 

It’s socio-genocide and I couldn’t care what happens when I say what I gotta say.