Unentitled States Of Hysteria Lyrics

A violent disorder stakes claims of it's righteousness over the border

it feeds on those who eat up the bones of it's casualties

the momentum of each daily cycle of "you're not me"



YOU'RE NOT ME A burn for a burn is as useless as apathy

we must make choice through action no matter the fraction we stand for

gutting it's name and denouncing it's claims of "you're not me"



YOU'RE NOT ME



It's in your mind Travel through time

It's in your face forgotten place

It's in your hands Forgotten lands

I'm twisting and turning

I'm buning my insides

I'm breaking on fire,

"Woe!" she cries no more, for you!



Eyes watching in the dark like a song done well or a spell gone awry

and all the books were burned with any insight on how to fix the wrongs back to right

gottah gather all together all of us a re running scattered and we're pointing out that

you're not me

holding off your future dreams you'd rather scream in fear that the not-me party is marching on

not like it's the only one

time

here

everyday for many long years people die Iraqis lacking food and in health supplies

sanctioned by the brother with no compassion for the other

with one outstretched hand the other rapes the land

in the name of democracy, flag of hypocrisy,

war is second nature there we're quick to turn in our neighbor

the young have war in their eyes oh how this mighty nation cries

"You Witch!"

"Communist"

"Pinko"

"Terrorist"



YOU'RE NOT ME