write letters to my masters on the wall My life is so empty And now I will learn how to manipulate human souls Increase my isolation To feed my
Telephone ringing at your home again Give them your donation You do the best you can These motherfuckers Get you in their game, playing with your
fade away When you make an error [x4] Goodbye Throwing away your only chance You thought that you knew Crippled man, sad remains God will not help you
live large like Rockefeller First you didn't give a fuck, but you're learnin now If you don't respect the town then we'll burn you down God damn it's
time to go out (My best friend) And set the world's people free And we can do it together, you and me But mostly me You and me, but mostly me Are gonna
you if I could If you were less like me I would Save you from this if I could If I were less like you, god knows I would (Save you from this) Spare us
bleeding good lord where are you found? carry judgement way underground did you laugh at me, now alone? shoulda changed my way by now... hero... a god given time, a god
Sometimes you dream, sometimes it seems There's nothing there at all You just seem older than yesterday And you're waiting for tomorrow to call You draw
blind, my insight through the mind I exercise my right to express when I feel it's time It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as I say to
I ain't got no legs! Or no brain, nice to meet you Hi, my name is... I forgot my name! My name was not to become what I became with this level of fame
old times, the dynamic duel Two old friends, why panic? You allready know whos capable, the two caped heroes Dial straight down the center 8 0 0 You
boys are crying Cut ya balls out your nutsack, the chinks are buying Shit bags is like gift bags, you get it for free If you master fronting, classic
growing and it's growing fast Here the only thing growing is my big fat ass. Sales are dropping, riffs are slopping Can you smell the zits I'
: MOTHERFUCKER! YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT, DO YOU? YOU WOULDN'T KNOW SHIT IF IT WHIP KICKED YOU IN YOUR UGLY BITCH-ASS FACE. YOU AIN'T EVEN BEGUN TO EXPERIENCE
Mascis My beats are like molasses Sweet and slow like Jackie Onassis With Alzheimer's Social climbers Slip on my diarrhea MCs sound the same, like onomatopoeia God
Oh the country was young With God on its side. The Spanish-American War had its day And the Civil War too Was soon laid away And the names of the heroes Are
figured soemtimes the best things in life are lost, then found. Always say the best is lost, then found. Whatever it is you're going through the best things in life are
