Liberal socialist crying all the time

Verse One:
Liberal socialist crying all the time
The twist and mash potato are no exception to the rule
Kill
Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil

Chorus:

Before your life becomes your tomb
Why are we doomed
You faintly see a razor’s edge

Verse Two:
The elite having all the power
The lights go on, the night explodes
Fuck off and die
I will occupy

Chorus

End of passion play, crumbling away
Why are we doomed
Don’t look so obsolete