Songtext von American Waste

The worlds got some plans for me, courthouse, jails and factories. Black and whites on the street, for me, for me. I see my place in American waste, faced with choices I can't take. American waste, American waste, on my own, I see my fate. On my own, on the way out, small enough its all spelled out. I know what I see what I want the doors are closed in this maze. I see my place in American waste, faced with choices I can't take. American waste, American waste, on my own I see my fate. Boredom looks for its kicks Going down on death. I see it coming, I can't do anything. Not for me, not for me, I won't end up in the heap. I want out, I'm free, burning, burning. I see my place in American waste, faced with choices I can't take. American waste American waste On my own I see my fate.