Flinching at every shadow Fucking with my head Ain't no word for crap Don't talk to me Let it crawl beneath my blank face Don't talk to me 'Cause I crave this fucking mess This rage keeps me real Yeah he said it, The suits, the news, the rich fucks, All just bait, baby Just bait! You want a reason for the rage? You wanna name for the fire? You wanna pin it on something? Fuck! It never fucking changes! What the fuck we fighting for?! Tell me! Blues don't lie You do! Can't you see Should be dead Break your face Kill that light We could drop dead Your fucking pay don't change Fuck you! Leeches living off our guts You goddamn roaches I don't trust a single soul Don't touch what I burned Don't come any closer
