Текст песни The Sickness Spreads pt.2 - Bornsick

We're infected to death
Always losing our breath
Inhaling the poisons
For the betterment of health
We believe what we're told because it's easier that way
Why ask questions that'll fuck up your day?
Bury your head, your problems disappear
Better to die from a disease than to live with fear
We don't ask questions that we're not allowed
Better to remain a sheep than stand out in the crowd

The sickness it spreads
We are born on death beds
Infected from birth
We reap what we deserve
The sickness takes all
They're only infecting the poor
Don't ask questions
You don't want answers for

Build each other up or tear each down?
I know what kind of society i've been around
We're a vicious kind of people if you get in our way
We'll stab, rape and murder and go about our day
It's a country full of convicts; what the fuck do you expect?
We're all hate built machines designed to infect
Gone are the days where people have respect
You're either a greedy pig or a fucking reject

The sickness it spreads
We are born on death beds
Infected from birth
We reap what we deserve
The sickness takes all
They're only infecting the poor
Don't ask questions
You don't want answers for