No one writes protest songs anymore Foundation

Don't ask me why. The reasons couldn't be any more apparent from the
Children born into addictions from the conscience their mothers lacked
Kidnapped from their minds by a substance made to corrupt and destroy
Leaving any will they once had splintered shards on the floor

And I'm the one who's crazy? Something here has got to give
I'm the one who's crazy? When will this insanity end?

How many more reasons do you need as a person makes violence their only
Means
Gunning down for the money to silence the hunger in their veins

And I'm the one who's crazy? Something here has to give
I'm the one who's crazy? When will this insanity end?

It's all too clear as another person sells themselves to feed the monster
That keeps them on their knees

And you think I'm the one who's crazy?

Don't ask me why. Just take a long fucking look around
See the sickness born from this, their human qualities have now been
Stripped, and your future thrown away

And your future thrown away. Threw it all away