I hope you've got you're shoes done up tight Because you better be runnin' for your fuckin life! You'll wanna disappear into the night When you see
Youd think weve come far enough to put it aside and to quit forcing people in the closet to hide. drop a word about race and youll cop a black eye but
What the fuck is wrong with me? I've said it but fuckin seriously! standing here like a fuckin jerk, I can't think, my brain wont work! Brain Freeze
From negative thoughts can come positive things If I redirect my anger productively The shit goes on, it never stops but what will I do to come out
Chains around my ankles and locked round my waist I try to walk but just fall flat on my face Lookin left or right for sympathy or someone just to
Wanderin'the streets again with no place to go, what am i doing here? i dont even know. lost inside my head, i walk aimlessly and still dont know what
Who you think you?re fooling, Who you think you?re fooling, Muthafucka? Not me! You can water it down, Polish it up, Sprinkle it with sugar And
I can?t understand how you see this world. How everything inside your brain Is all twisted and twirled You contradict yourself with Everything you
What the fuck is wrong with me? I?m loosing sleep and just can?t see Why I can?t just let it die. I?m losing my fucking mind! I don?t know what
Make your choice! It?s up to you, do you wanna be remembered or just some random dude? SOMEONE? NO ONE? Make you fucken choice
I?m full of shit but I?m not liar, you?ll never see these pants on fire. I thought you were the same and gave my trust Then BAM! It?s gone, turned
Will you think for a second about what you just said Then give me one good reason why I shouldn?t slit your fucken throat
Too much information being thrown at me It gets so fucking hard to make sense of what I see Anything and everything, it's all here for me to take
Plastic people plastic lives plastic faces plastic wives plastic cards control your life plastic cars plastic friends plastic houses plastic
Random Dudes (Part 2) We?re thrown into this world just holding a clean slate And it?s up to each of us to choose our fate. Our futures depend on
It might not have been silver but that doesnt matter,everythings handed to you on a platter. you could stand on your own but ill save you the trouble
What?s the deal with all your shit? Why do we put up with it? You?re pushing the edge bit by bit. Kepp it up, your gonna get it. RECOGNISE, BITCH
Retrospect is a funny ol' thing and my hindsight has never been clearer. no need for glasses here but its like staring at a dirty mirror, i try and