Our sense of fair justice Ain't nothing but a slap in the face Those guilty, old pleasures Are hidden in a secret place Depose all, the heroes But hide the truth about them A strange new addiction Of pointing fingers at other men When your mind is set to hate You waste your time on it for days You don't care about who they are You just care about what they say At the end of the day The need for attention Is bigger than what my eyes can see The rush for an answer Is faster than what we have to say It's easy to disgust it But can we not do it all again? Do we have to be distant To respect who's right upon our face? When your mind is set to hate You waste your time on it for days You don't care about who they are You just care about what they say At the end of the day See this fool? He's getting louder See this fool? He's getting stronger!