Lyrics

Another finger to be pointed Another voice to be heard Another finger to be pointed An eye for an eye And your presence is annoying And you never got burned I could never decide for life or suicide Save yourself from this world Save yourself from this world Save yourself from this world, save yourself I'm a prick, I'm a loser I'm a low-life chooser I live in the undertow Yeah, I move the wrong manoever I wish you could see what's inside my brain I wish you could see what's inside my... Stop fuckin' around punk