Besedila:
Choking Victim Choking Victim

A walk through the product store and 15 aisles to see All the pretty, pretty packages staring back at me Which is my favorite, where is my chance To remove

as their lives grow sick and decay. And the readers all stand there, digesting the system, You don't have to be choking to become a victim! hate your

All the times that were good or bad And the thought of a future that I never had With the promise of heaven, and the threat of a hell A reality I did

If there was a god, I'm sure he would be hated, for making bugs, this hell that was created. Sit on a coat, put on a hat, I am infested, it happens

I gag and gasp as I breath for air. I am just a choking victim! I am just a choking victim! my face the color of plum! I am just a choking victim

The prisons make this country great; apple pie and police state. The security that the children know is not worth it if this is where they'll go.

I am sick and tired and my money's always spent And though their jobs are killing me, their money pays my rent The fuel of world hate, although it's just

TV tries to sell me stuff that I don't really need The government hypocrisy is intertwined with greed All I need now is another media blitz About Jesus

You thought Uncle Sam wanted you But you were used, you were just abused I try to tell you time and time again The only war worth winning is the war that