Lyrics:

Survivalism lyricseating but ourbloated bellies still not full.She gave us all she
had butwe went and took some more.Can't seem to shut her legs
ourmother nature is a whore.I got my propaganda I got
revisionism.I got my violence in hi-def ultra-realism.I'm a part
of this great nation.I got my fist I got my plan I got survivalism./Hypnotic sound of sirenechoing through the street.The
cocking of the rifles,the marching of the feet.You see your world
on fire,don't try to act surprised.We did just what you told
us.Lost our faith along the way and found ourselves believing your
lies.I got my propaganda I got revisionism.I got my
violence (and) I got ultra-realism.I'm a part of this great nation./I got my fist I got my plan I got survivalism.All bruised and
broken bleeding,she asks to take my hand.I turn just keep on
walking.But you'd do the same thing in the circumstance I'm sure you'll
understand.I got my propaganda I got revisionism.I got my
violence, I got ultra-realism.I'm a part of this great nation.I
got my fist I got my plan I got survivalism.