Beneath the Earths Crust

The same thing that makes me
Is the same thing that could breaks me
Blanket all my miseries
Set it all on fire
Spreading disease is the topic
As the world starts to crumble
It's thumping my head like a toothache
There's no future no tomorrow
No beds for the homeless
It's only concrete and sorrow
Fired from job
This reality is fucked up
It hurts I can't breath
Don't know it I'm infected
But how can I find out
When only rich can get tested
Searching for vaccine time is still quarantine
Government shit show prey to god guess so
Death toll rises up running out of body bags
Slaughter house animals turned into cold cash
Your life remains