Who Sang Tension Awaiting Imminent Collapse? Tragedy

I am the face of the despondent neighbor
I am the face of the disparate masses
I bear the weight of my dormant anger
I am the bomb that must explode

I am the grasp of a malignant system
I am the craft of profit addiction
I am attached to all of us
I am the mask of what we have done

This banal existence has wound its way into tragic despair
This agony of living imprisonment has found a way in tragic despair

I am the bomb that must explode