| Song | This Awakening |
| Artist | Down Royale |
| Album | Sway |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’m not made for this hate | |
| The constant glare of the distant haze | |
| Chauvinistic senseless pride | |
| I’m reacquainted for a second but now I see the lies | |
| A wretched, festering, damaging mass of incompetence | |
| This growing process | |
| This new found lease | |
| It’s shedding the light on what I had never seen | |
| The anger keeps on building | |
| It’s not who I want to be | |
| But how I can help it when all I see or hear sickens me | |
| Every angle bent by rules, every point of view, every choice I make | |
| Repetitive mind warping tools with no other purpose then to propagate | |
| The message rationalized by medicated | |
| Discordant misguidance | |
| I’m not made for this hate | |
| Just start it all again | |
| Erase it | |
| Erase it all | |
| Erase this mass of incompetence | |
| Stained souls operate the machine | |
| There’ll be no end to this deceit | |
| Erase it all | |
| This growing process | |
| This new found lease | |
| It’s shedding the light on what I had never seen | |
| The anger keeps on building | |
| It’s not who I want to be | |
| But how I can help it when all I see or hear sickens me |
| I' m not made for this hate | |
| The constant glare of the distant haze | |
| Chauvinistic senseless pride | |
| I' m reacquainted for a second but now I see the lies | |
| A wretched, festering, damaging mass of incompetence | |
| This growing process | |
| This new found lease | |
| It' s shedding the light on what I had never seen | |
| The anger keeps on building | |
| It' s not who I want to be | |
| But how I can help it when all I see or hear sickens me | |
| Every angle bent by rules, every point of view, every choice I make | |
| Repetitive mind warping tools with no other purpose then to propagate | |
| The message rationalized by medicated | |
| Discordant misguidance | |
| I' m not made for this hate | |
| Just start it all again | |
| Erase it | |
| Erase it all | |
| Erase this mass of incompetence | |
| Stained souls operate the machine | |
| There' ll be no end to this deceit | |
| Erase it all | |
| This growing process | |
| This new found lease | |
| It' s shedding the light on what I had never seen | |
| The anger keeps on building | |
| It' s not who I want to be | |
| But how I can help it when all I see or hear sickens me |
| I' m not made for this hate | |
| The constant glare of the distant haze | |
| Chauvinistic senseless pride | |
| I' m reacquainted for a second but now I see the lies | |
| A wretched, festering, damaging mass of incompetence | |
| This growing process | |
| This new found lease | |
| It' s shedding the light on what I had never seen | |
| The anger keeps on building | |
| It' s not who I want to be | |
| But how I can help it when all I see or hear sickens me | |
| Every angle bent by rules, every point of view, every choice I make | |
| Repetitive mind warping tools with no other purpose then to propagate | |
| The message rationalized by medicated | |
| Discordant misguidance | |
| I' m not made for this hate | |
| Just start it all again | |
| Erase it | |
| Erase it all | |
| Erase this mass of incompetence | |
| Stained souls operate the machine | |
| There' ll be no end to this deceit | |
| Erase it all | |
| This growing process | |
| This new found lease | |
| It' s shedding the light on what I had never seen | |
| The anger keeps on building | |
| It' s not who I want to be | |
| But how I can help it when all I see or hear sickens me |