Wasting your life on the sidewalk When you can be out on the street, dodging cars As they go by, the wind goes right through you Life on the edge
Flesh... eat... flesh I wake up at night so hungry for blood The taste of a new corpse I feel Illusions of bodies dismemberment fresh Dissection leftovers
Thinking what should I do Now I don't have you Facing my demotion I'm just a fish in your ocean Has been, that's what I am With my backstage wristband
You want him that bad, then girl you can have him You want him that bad, then girl you can have him Say you want him that bad, then girl you have him
I've been drooling At some mangy scraps of bread And these hungry voices Make a lot of noise inside my head Show me the way to the rubbish dump Or the
[Chrystina] Hope she like my, hope she like my [[Girlicious]] Leftovers, leftovers, leftovers [Chrystina] Hope she like my, hope she like my [Natalie
[Insrumental]
Remnants of the empire Artifacts of love Will I meet the designer What will he dream up? Remnants of the empire Gravity awake What's held down to the
There lies a body: cold, bloated and empty Like all the other: victims together The happiness in silence: good without pretence And the last day: with
Fucking like bunnies Breeding like rats We're shitting out the babies and I'm telling you that that's Mad against the better judgement in this human history
One of us will be betrayed it's not enough for you to say "i'm sorry" or lie about it all yer a meglo-nymph & yer mating call is money & religion, segregation
Power abuse, authority misuse They kill and rape, and it won't be on the news But yer the good one With a badge and a gun Braggin' how you blasted Gunshot
Chained to the cubicle Glued to the TV screen Can't change your plastic self With your broken hands with listerine I'll fuck the world today I'll
why are there so many songs about rainbows & who gives a fuck anyway rainbows are stupid, they only remind me that my life is sick with decay And so you
The Sovereign Insincerity The monopoly of greed Nickleback, POD, Rancid, Britany and Creed The Bureaucrats they leech upon to mediocre trends Your
no panhandling they say it isnt a job oh but i disagree ya ignorant slob but there may come a day, when yer found down & out and the hateful replies will
Unity! HA! yer such a saint today you may be anti racist but then you're anti gay you may be ignorant from a lack of education but if it's sympathy you
Stamping out the acient cultures to spread a new disease sailing on a dollar sign across the seven seas the banner is white, blue ; red the locust'