American Personality Words: Thompson Each day is getting so miserable, The light at the end of the tunnel Is becoming more visible Sell my life by the hour Need more power Need more possessions Of my obsessions, I never learn my lesson All the things you see around me Make me happy only when You're there to envy it Empty - Hollow - Wreck of a shell Sell my life by the hour Need to strive to succeed in my pointlessness Wish for something more that I can't pursue Cause I sold my sold from nine to five I am who I am thanks to Uncle Sam I wasted my youth to show my intellect But I got this cool piece of paper says I've been taught to obey! So many choices to choose With my social status to loose Sell my mind by the hour to an alien corporate power I must fit in... I must fit in... Corporate sin.. We are who we are due to where we live? Government lies Government lies Rest in peace? Well that's a lie Eternal damnation due to our nation ...God bless America... Pray to a god pure in heart Pray to a god the color green Sacred money is heavenly This god's not expendable Make it proud Make it proud American Personality This life's for you Not me... ©2001 fuck the mainstream.

BORN DEAD Lyrics: Thompson Smiles of innocence / lies hidden in your eyes / some people need to lie / others need to die / So, why cry? / When nothing goes your way... / Another lie, Another Day / So you hate yourself? / Well you should / Believe the empty promises / No Remorse / Just a little white lie to help pass the time / Another veil of hidden truths trapped behind that smile / Everything so PERFECT / What could be better? / HOW ABOUT THE TRUTH!?! / Stories of long ago... / with people I don't know / What's so great about lying to yourself? / "Well the truth hurts so much, So now I'm numb" but that's a lie / Tormented at birth / real life is so sad / you try to make everyone glad... / Or so you thought / Believe the empty promises / No Remorse, Just a little white lie to help pass the time.../ MISERY CATCHES UP / SO DO YOUR LIES / I HEAR YOUR CRIES / Is all this really worth someone else's opinion? / The Tears in your eyes confirm all of the lies / As I hear you say... I was born dead... / "I'm so lonely & scarred / I lie so much I fear myself / I feel empty inside / Wasted my life for these lies! / Do you hear my cries? / I feel as though I was Born Dead! / " With that a noise lights up the street... / Well one more dead... / Face the truth / don't run from your lies / So, you won't have to compromise with your life... / Believe the empty promises / no remorse / just a little white lie to help pass the time... / I was Born Dead... / Smiles of Innocence lies hidden in your eyes... / Some people need to lie / others need to die / So why cry? / When nothing goes your way... / ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER LIE! / SO YOU HATE YOURSELF? / WELL YOU SHOULD! / ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER LIE!!! / I WAS BORN DEAD!!! ©2001/2002 Fuck the Mainstream. All rights reserved

ZERO Words: Thompson Think of a number you cannot count Pray to a god you cannot see Your absence of faith Like that of a number See them just as they are Another digit on you're security card Guided by our failure to think; By our Shepard straight to the butcher Scared & confused Unwilling to think we die... I am just a number you cannot see You're absence of faith created me I am hollow on the inside solid on the outside I am zero...zero...zero... Absence of thought You get sold & bought but you still can't see me cause I am nothing ZERO IS ME Think of a number you cannot see Pray to a god you cannot see This emptiness I feel, I feel it is real; This was not the deal Caught in the middle of the beginning and the end Still ZERO IS ME!!! ©2002 Fuck the Mainstream