Lyrics

Your greasy lips & your glassy eyes gave You away. I suspected you've been infected By the diseased discharge of the media Cunt. So little room to exist between The honest truth and a crippling worldview Decadent, begging for pleasure. Like a druggie On a hamster wheel begging for forever I'm so sorry about you You used to say you wanna live with dignity And die on your feet. I hate to see you Retreat. It's too early to accept Defeat. We're all standing on shaky ground And my knees are trembling too. It doesn't Mean I have to lie down. Nobody's dunce Nobody's fucking clown I'm so sorry about you I suspected you've been infected I'm so sorry about you