Suburban Male — текст песни (Frenzal Rhomb)

Looking down the barrel of a gun
Can`t see what you have won
Underline putting the emphasis on fun
catch a glimpse out of the corner of my eye
of all the traits I try to hide

Don`t beat yourself up about the future
just drink yourself into another stupor
We`re middle class, white
Suburban males

Nothing that is said or is spoken
Puts the truth in the open
No regrets we don`t lie about our sheltered lives
I didn`t realise that it mattered
where you came from
Take a look at yourself

Looking down the barrel of a gun
Can`t see what you have won
Why try to hide when you might
just as well have been crucified
Why be ashamed when there`s nothing that can be done
Take a look at yourself