Lyrics:

Should I live so long To see 'em dropping bombs Hope I have you near Check out what comes after here...what comes after here Generation turned a chemical tribe Don't really care if we live or die Generation turned a chemical tribe Been sold out and it's no surprise Let the black odds roll Why we can't tell Ball inside Roll me over is this hell...is this hell? Generation turned a chemical tribe Don't really care if we live or die Generation turned a chemical tribe Been sold out I can't tell you why No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Leaning more toward Cain than Abel No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Possibly more truth than fable Generation turned a chemical tribe Generation turned a chemical tribe Generation turned a chemical tribe Generation turned a chemical tribe Been sold out let me say goodbye No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Leaning more toward Cain than Abel No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Possibly more truth than fable No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Leaning more toward Cain than Abel Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Could it be more truth than fable?