The Screaming Screen - LGND

Break me, break me up

And shake, shake me up

Shake me up inside

I’ve never been a mother fucker who wanted to sit and stare at the tv screen

Brainwashed and fucked up

From the things we look up on the screaming screen

That feeds up everything we thought and where we knew we should be

I am clearly not a product of my environment

The screaming screen

Slaves to the lights that make up our lives

But sometimes it’s too late to make our way outside the walls of our minds (the

walls of our minds)

Brainwashed and fucked up

From the things that we look up on this screaming screen

That feeds up everything we thought and where we knew we should be

Tick tock, tick tock

We’re burning in our hell I’ve got

Burning up our timing clock

The living loves to live in shock

Wasted youth’s foul minds make up the products of our lives

We give it back

We praise with crime, the kids they’re shooting all the time

When will this fucking genocide take this screaming that’s in our lives and

take us back to that time?

The screaming screen