Organized H8 from Organized Hate by Last Wishes

A tragic tale took place out on these streets
A pack of wolves set out to pray on the sheep
Out on the hunt for someone weak and a future that’s bleak
At first they smiled and offered him a hand
But now he must give in to their demands
Making promises that they won’t keep

Forced fed and controlled by organized hate
Counting the days til I make my escape
Witnessed so many sealing their fate
By giving in to organized hate

Now he owes a debt that can’t be paid
Every night he holds his head and prays
For a way out but he knows
There’s no escape as the tab grows
They put a gun in his hand
And hate in his soul
No hope for him
His hearts grown cold

Forced fed and controlled by organized hate
Counting the days til I make my escape
Witnessed so many sealing their fate
By giving in to organized hate

Feel the hate

Everything you do comes at a price
No escape, you’re in it for life
Raised in a society built on fear
Fighting to survive cuz chaos reigns here
Everything you do comes at a price
No escape, you’re in for…. Life

In it for life

• Rock
• Connecticut