When you bite the hand that feeds
Destructive forces out to get you
When you can't fulfill your needs
You can't achieve what you want to
Burning bridges, a fire attack
Burning bridges, you can't go back
Victim of your own decisions
Listen to your inner voice
Product of your own condition
Feeling the pressure bearing down on me
Garbage or treasure, what's it going to be?
Balanced on the dividing line
Ain't no one's fault but mine
Seeing the future through distorted eyes
Tainted by anger, stress and lies
Feeling the pressure bearing down on me
Garbage or treasure, what's it going to be?
For that, you should be glad