Body Bag

Human species, turned into feces
You’re not ashamed to be a part of this
Lies they linger, pointing fingers
We’re in an avalanche of shit
Playing stars, leaving scars
Nothing to have but all to kill
Taking sides, suicides
Life in a body bag, toes tagged
We are going down
You’re a gift
That keeps on disappointing
Full of shit
You can’t be something you’re not
Run your mouth
Them words be disappearing
With no doubt
You don’t know to spit of swallow
Can’t you hear they laugh at you and point their fingers right at you
Pull the trigger, unleash the rage
Can’t you hear they laugh at you and point their fingers right at you
Pull the trigger, unleash the rage
There’s no hope, necklace of rope
Kick the chair from under your feet
Shoot on sight, it’s black and white
Nothing to have but all to kill
So play stars and leave scars
Don’t be ashamed to be a part of this
Choose your side, suicide?
Life in a body bag, toes tagged
We are going down
You’re a gift
That keeps on disappointing
Full of shit
You can’t be something you’re not
Run your mouth
Them words be disappearing
With no doubt
You don’t know to spit of swallow
Can’t you hear they laugh at you and point their fingers right at you
Pull the trigger, unleash the rage
Can’t you hear they laugh at you and point their fingers right at you
Pull the trigger, unleash your rage
Your rage