Lines upon line
Minds slacking blinds
Sun is too bright to look straight in the eyes
You wake up and sleep till the day that you die
csked you a question
Do you need to know why?
Quarters on people
Dollars on fame
My pants are getting heavy
You can listen to my complaints
This isn't blood
Just got done with some paint
What the fuck are those bumps staring at my face?
cnd I'm fucking stoked that I live with this hate
Fucking broke
cnd I need a clean slate
I'm on the hook
You can use me as bait
Don't shake your head
I know you can relate
That these four walls
Way too deep
I don't know why you can't hear me speak
I'm a fucking creep
Gonna find you in your sleep
I ain't on no list
What the fuck do you think?


Garbage cans
Little girls
Ripped up shoes
cnd their pure white pearls
Soaking in the streets with their vicious verbs
Their dark, red eyes
cnd their deadly curves
Evil intent
You might deserve
Confirm the purchase
There's no returns
Flood the grass
You smell the worms
You can cut my skin and expose the nerves
Carpet spikes
Whips and chains
Blood-filled puss inside my brain
I don't give a fuck
Let me change these dirty needles
cnd these window panes

Ripped up jeans
Studded skin
Finger's on a firing pin
It's a matter of time till the chaos begins
Reality's just a loony bin
I'm conditioned to react to bombs, death
Teachers always teaching all their constant stress
Humanity's just a hydraulic press
It's crushing dreams
There's nothing left