you could never figure out
what peoples real motives were
I know something happened down south
but it's the same everwhere
weakness is hated and failure is feared
hurt yes I know that you hurt
drugged up and outlucked when I arrive
you wave a phonebook at me
claiming that it's a d**hlist
but there was a time it was a bible
lost off course I'm lost like you
these times are vile and we're not wanted
smiles are mechanical
and handshakes are d**hrattles
there are so many ways out so few back in
but it's people like us that make otherwise boring lives a little bit interesting
but it's people like us that make otherwise boring lives a little bit interesting