doesn't this city just make you want to break things
doesn't this city just make you ******* hate things
doesn't this city just make you want to run
want to invest
in a knife
or a gun
don't all these people just drive you insane
and don't all these people always ask your name
just to forget
in a sec-ond
why they even came
into this world,
for shame
for shame
and wasn't it just the other ******* day
that you thought to yourself
maybe I can escape
and wasn't it just
the other ******* day
you told yourself
*I can break the **** away*
but here you are in the same **** place
and here you are
losing the rodent race.
because money is tight
and morals are loose
and who gives a single ****
if their neck's in a noose
I mean, baby, or ********
all these little games,
come on baby,
my ********
we're wasting away
*bourbon,
no-
whiskey*
the devil in a drink
he pulls me straight past hades,
to deeper depths I sink
And it's the scars that you can't see
that run the ******* deepest
and who are you to say
I shouldn't ******* drink this
How dare you look at me
and say I shouldn't smoke,
I look at you-
and encourage you to choke.