Текст песни In The Blood

You think that i'm worthless you call me different a useless being a waste, a loss i beg to
Differ from where i stand it is you who is lost a multitude of idiocy an army of weaklings
And drones follow one other like lemmings over a cliff you all live your lives the same and
You call me crazy poor misguided flock of sheeps i'm not locked in here with you you're One King Down - In The Blood - http://ru.motolyrics.com/one-king-down/in-the-blood-lyrics.html
Locked in here with me i have my own identity who'd want to be like you trapped in a fantasy
Distortion of reality your manufactured world means nothing to me you think of me as an
Outcast i think of you as a lost cause i have my own sense of self in the blood