I brought myself into this world and i'll go when I please at first what seemed so beautiful has become my disease i've never asked for much and i'm tired of trying to breathe so when I take my life let me take it in peace piece by piece – piece by piece when I take my life let me take it in peace microphone check. Is anybody listening? Or is this scene really as dead as I think? Wake up. Tell me how to get your attention before I pour this last cup of hope down the sink sitting in the dark trying to write a song but instead I mapped the blueprints for a fucking atom bomb fuck this city and all my fake friends yeah, fuck these bands and their bi-weekly trends its all bullshit but thats just the way it goes why the fuck you think I stopped playing those lame ass shows? it don’t mean that I quit - It just means that better things to do than play songs for kids who don't give a shit about anything at all. Its as simple as that Im better off dead than trying to rap Outcast. I don't wanna be famous fuck this sikes bullshit. I'd rather be nameless piece by piece – piece by piece when I take my life let me take it in peace piece by piece – piece by piece when I take my life let me take it in peace I wanna go back to the days – back before I rapped when music was just music and that was that no cares, spiked hair, wide leg jeans before myspace, before the scene was called “scene” grumpy old men – yeah i'm one of 'em all these bands today are shit – don't like none of em stereotypical. I feel so lame because all I fucking do is complain but I just wanna go back to the days before my face was hairy and cradle of filth was still actually scary straight mallrat – spraypaint in my backpack tagging up the city to a black metal soundtrack no stress. No weight on my chest Laughing hard at all the F's on every math test Shit. Just take it. Life is what you make it Burn a fucking church to the ground. Hail satan piece by piece – piece by piece when I take my life let me take it in peace piece by piece – piece by piece when I take my life let me take it in peace I hear the silence on this dead screen I see the movement but I do not feel a damn thing Its all special effects within this dead dream Im just a grumpy old man stuck in a dead scene

its been a weird night, unique to say the least backpack and a notebook roaming the streets no clue where i'm heading, just creeping in the dark making friends with the shadows, searching for a spot the spot where I will make my peace on a cardboard bed to soften the concrete no plans to sleep, I couldn’t if I tried just staring at the stars until I see the sun rise yeah, its new day, same day, turn another page no shower, same clothes, been wearing them for days not a care in the world. Not anymore fuck everything that I thought I once stood for so far from home - I'm so far from home i'm so far from where I want to call my home Id rather sleep here on these streets its not the life I want but its one I believe in I swallow vomit like a champion – never let it out keep the sickness in my stomach till I pass out not a drop out but barely a graduate just a man in the middle living off change in my pockets Im on the road less traveled going nowhere three dollars in my wallet but I don’t care some sell their souls for freedom, some for gold and some for fortune but I sold mine for rock and roll so far from home - I'm so far from home i'm so far from where I want to call my home Id rather sleep here on these streets its not the life I want but its one I believe in so far from home - I'm so far from home i'm so far from where I want to call my home Id rather die here on these streets than in the arms of that devil named defeat I feel empty, oh so worthless like these bones are too old to serve a real purpose I feel damaged. Oh so fractured chasing a dream that these hands have yet captured clenched fists. Open wounds. Broken hearts. black and blue clenched fists. Open wounds. Broken hearts. black and blue.

this is the movement and im not talkin' political but if we're talkin' 'bout my city well then its official its all officially artificial - sweet and low silicone placed underneath our plastic tissue niptuck our image - make me beautiful so nervous - bite my nails down to the cuticles image is everything. fuck the message grab your notebooks motherfucker heres your lesson who needs a brain when we have paper and pencil to trace our role models with the help of a stencil? shit. If were nothing more than the choices we make well then I guess that we are nothing. Yeah nothing but fake i'm so far from the billboard of perfection. No question the medicine said to cure no infection I am the lesson that cant be taught I am the dark streets of your city that you’re too scared to walk but what the fuck did I expect writing songs about my miserable life depressing train wreck I am debbie downer. Why so serious? Am I a joker or just delirious? Don't you wanna know how I got these scars? I hit a crack and did a flip over my handlebars this is a rocky ass road, don't got the money to pave it ain't a goddamn thing that can save it but if we can just turn down the seduction of these robot parts and sing our songs like we still have hearts then maybe one day i'll believe in something more than this nothing if we can just turn down the seduction of these robot parts and sing our songs like we still have hearts then maybe one day i'll believe in something more than this nothing second verse, this is where it hurts as I scribble just married on the back of my hearse I have accepted it, learned to make the best of it now every time I take the stage I just start wrecking shit but who’s listening, no ones really listening until I say your favorite rappers name and start dissin them look, I don’t give a fuck about those sold out shows and I don’t really give a fuck about that black and yellow, black and yellow fuck the politics – anti status quo i'm on some other shit - yeah, you don't even know its all irrelevant, I rap just for the hell of it i'm not the type of cat to spit a track with hopes of selling it anatomically incorrect born with an extra set of I don't give a fuck's about nuthin' not bluffin' – self esteem is slumpin' put a bullet through my hard drive man, just say fuck it if we can just turn down the seduction of these robot parts and sing our songs like we still have hearts then maybe one day i'll believe in something more than this nothing if we can just turn down the seduction of these robot parts and sing our songs like we still have hearts then maybe one day i'll believe in something more than this nothing fuck your reviews – don't need no report cards fuck your reviews – fuck your reviews fuck your reviews – don't need no report cards fuck your reviews – fuck your reviews fuck your reviews – don't need no report cards don’t need no approval to get my damn dick hard image is everything. fuck the message image is everything. fuck the message image is everything. fuck the message image is everything. fuck the message image is everything. fuck the message grab your notebooks motherfucker heres your lesson if we can just turn down the seduction of these robot parts and sing our songs like we still have hearts then maybe one day i'll believe in something more than this nothing if we can just turn down the seduction of these robot parts and sing our songs like we still have hearts then maybe one day i'll believe in something more than this nothing

She wears a cross around her neck just to cover the bruises from the hits of this hard knock life that she chooses excuses, she cant help that she uses every reason in the book to avoid a solution honestly, honesty is overrated reality's a bitch unless you’re living medicated so we write prescriptions to cure addictions and the number one seller is a “born again christian” head held high, its the lords plan takes all her mistakes and she drops them in her lords hands jesus christ. The ignorant answer If you wanna save your life don't open arms to a cancer. whats in your head? - Yeah, its all in your mind in your head? - Yeah it's clear that you're out of your mind Your'e just a zombie. Your'e just a zombie. whats in your head? - Yeah, its all in your mind in your head? - Yeah it's clear that you're out of your mind Your'e just a zombie. Your'e just a zombie. he wears a cross around his neck because hes been unfaithful shaking like a earthquake, his bones unstable he keeps it dark so she cant see the stains from when he let another lover taste the blood in his veins lust, the gateway drug for a guilty man guilt, an easy thing to place in gods hands god, your imaginary friend that crucifix looks a lot like a dog leash my friend head held high, its the lords plan takes all his mistakes and he drops them in his lords hands jesus christ? Thats really your plan? Better hope they don't fall through them nail wounds my man whats in your head? - Yeah, its all in your mind in your head? - Yeah it's clear that you're out of your mind Your'e just a zombie. Your'e just a zombie. whats in your head? - Yeah, its all in your mind in your head? - Yeah it's clear that you're out of your mind Your'e just a zombie. Your'e just a zombie. They hang a cross upon their wall because their home is broken. Blood, sweat and tears. Their whole family’s soakin' In dark times its hard to find your way but I would grab a flashlight before I scream gods name take a look around, look up and down theres nothing above, nor underground ooh baby do you know whats thats worth ooh heaven is a place – whats in your head? - Yeah, its all in your mind in your head? - Yeah it's clear that you're out of your mind Your'e just a zombie. Your'e just a zombie. Zombie whats in your head? - Yeah, its all in your mind in your head? - Yeah it's clear that you're out of your mind Your'e just a zombie. Your'e just a zombie. Zombie

I will never be a great leader but then again what leaders are great? I'll never be a believer because I cant find a purpose in faith don’t need to swallow placebos by shouting prayers at an empty sky I am a man with no future - at least by the standards of american eyes oh misery, my best friend knocking on my door to come play again the streets i'm walking on are nothing but a minefield bird is the word, let me fly into a windshield hugs and kisses - burnt flesh and stitches I've lived a sober life but we've all got our addictions you best believe that - i'm on the wrong track heading off the side of a cliff and I ain't coming back sullen and bored the kids stay and in this way wish each day and I ain't coming back stoned in the mall the kids play and in this way wish away each day we all look the same - we all sound the same we all feel the same - we all... we all look the same - we all sound the same we all feel the same - we all... we all look the same - we all sound the same we all feel the same - we all... we all look the same - we all sound the same we all feel the same - we all... Im ready to just hang it up the courage in my well has all dried up an empty shell – a man with no hope I am a clown – a clown with no jokes I don’t live large, I don’t dream big rockstar – yeah I know I'm never gonna be I plummet, push and fucking shove it drag my body through the dirt for this shit but I love it we can not close our eyes but we're addicted to dreaming we can't open our mouths but we're addicted to eating and we cant see the angels but we hear them singing and we cant win this game because the machine is cheating and we cant see out wrists but we can tell that they're bleeding and you cant see our scars but we can sure take a beating clenched fists. Open wounds. Broken hearts. black and blue sullen and bored the kids stay and in this way wish each day and I ain't coming back stoned in the mall the kids play and in this way wish away each day we all look the same - we all sound the same we all feel the same - we all die the same we all look the same - we all sound the same we all feel the same - we all die the same we all look the same - we all sound the same we all feel the same - we all die the same we all look the same - we all sound the same we all feel the same - we all die the same sullen and bored the kids stay and in this way wish each day now I lay me down to sleep pray no lord my soul to keep stoned in the mall the kids play and in this way wish away each day and if I die before I wake pray no lord my soul to take i've been abandoned and abused. Raised inside a tomb spread the legs of mother earth just to crawl back in her womb six feet deep underneath her skin I said six feet deep underneath her skin i've been abandoned and abused. Raised inside a tomb spread the legs of mother earth just to crawl back in her womb six feet deep underneath her skin I said six feet deep underneath her skin I brought myself into this world and i'll go when I please at first what seemed so beautiful has become my disease yeah, yeah, i've never asked for much and i'm tired of trying to breathe so when I take my life let me take it in peace piece by piece – piece by piece when I take my life let me take it in peace sullen and bored the kids stay and in this way wish each day and I ain't coming back stoned in the mall the kids play and in this way wish away each day I will never be a great father but then again what fathers are great? I'm nothing more than a monster who lays his head on a pile of mistakes I am just a sore loser – the games been over but I still try to play this is nothing but a funeral – goodbye blue sky – happy days