Из альбома: Carbombs Are Cool
im clawing my skull,
there's nowhere to go
i see the green light and i stop
everyone seems to be heading the right way
i'm going all wrong and its hard for me to see
trick or treat yer gonna die,
open yer bag its full of lies
a stale stench and full of shit,
but you keep selling it
its messing me up my familys on crack,
i dont know what to do its like a knife in my back
im the only one who see's it through,
i keep on fighting for the right thing to do
i'm so alone, the only one for this cause
i have my own plans,im my own boss and
i keep on fighting for the right thing to do
and get put in jail and get fuckin screwed
im looking decent but im fucking up
theres nothing i can do to clean myself up
and all ive had its all gone now,
im all alone but yer all around,
youve killed my hope, my fucking dreams are dead,
workin 8 hours a day and im still in debt
cheated by the system the lowest form of life,
son now i'm hanging next to my fuckin wife.
trick or treat yer gonna die,
open yer bag its full of lies
a stale stench and full of shit,
but you keep selling it
its messing me up my familys on crack,
i dont know what to do its like a knife in my back
im the only one who see's it through,
i keep on fighting for the right thing to do
my eyes are shot, ive been up too late,
i can't get to sleep cuz im paranoid
the all hate me cuz im different than them
i wear baggy pants and i shave my head,
deteriorating my life's on the edge
im falling apart when the wind blows my ash
im sort of evil and im kind of dumb
i aint nuthing to fuck with, so ya better run.
trick or treat yer gonna die,
open yer bag its full of lies
a stale stench and full of shit,
but you keep selling it
its messing me up my familys on crack,
i dont know what to do its like a knife in my back
im the only one who see's it through,
i keep on fighting for the right thing to do