Waiting to Die

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Biohazard is a heavy metal band originally based in Brooklyn, New York. They are acknowledged as one of the earliest bands to fuse hardcore punk and heavy metal with elements of hip hop. The earliest lineup consisted of bassist/vocalist Evan Seinfeld, guitarist Bobby Hambel, and drummer Anthony Meo. Guitarist/vocalist Billy Graziadei would join the band soon after, changing the band to a four-piece. As of 2012, the lineup consists of Billy Graziadei, Bobby Hambel, Danny Schuler, and Scott Roberts. more »

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1996

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Drug infested, narcotic, electric, schizophrenic
Murderer arrested, a child molested, a race detested
A building burnt down, insurance invested
Homelessness lingers all around, rape, death, sickness
Homeward bound, unemployed, no love, no joy
Cut down to size, a life destroyed, war, no peace
Death, tragedy, no cure, disease, AIDS, leprosy
A veteran dead below the knee, eyes burn in your head
You cannot see

Spending all my time just standing in line
And I'm waiting, waiting to die
Watching every day of my life go by
Just waiting, waiting to die

Children beaten, poisons eaten, look at the world, we're self-defeating
Reputed, undisputedly polluted, crack heads with guns ain't afraid to shoot it
Countries fighting for oil and gold while the hole in the ozone layer's out of control
Brother kills brother in a world full of hate, too fucking late our heads on a plate
Nature's dying, children crying, human race ass in a fucking pan frying
With no one to blame except ourselves, greed transforms our earth into hell

Spending all my time just standing in line
And I'm waiting, waiting to die
Watching every day of my life go by
Just waiting, waiting to die

Murder!
Waiting to die.

Murder, Middle East assassination, extermination, human termination
The war on drugs, humiliation
A ruined nation, with no explanation
Something to hide, bound and gagged and tied
A gun in your hand at your head, suicide
It's censorship of my pure mind
No justice, no truce, no hope to find

Spending all my time just standing in line
And I'm waiting, waiting to die
Watching every day of my life go by
Just waiting, waiting to die

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