Paroles: Front Line Assembly. Flavour Of The Weak. Autoerotic.

Understand with reason
Cause their ain't no way of pleasin'

Cause the thing that's in effect


Turns out to be respect



Gotta get up


Gotta get down
Gotta put the fear

In the ground



Also weak in their minds
Also fake, also blind



Lies and lust and hate



In the end it's too late
All the tears that were wept


All the friendships that were swept

Was it worth it was it swell


Only time and death will tell


And we reach the final sum
After all is said and done


Take Your heart in Your hand

And alone You will stand