Welcome yo ho, get filthy Must make mo' dough We will be shaking your floor Come against me That's a no no Yo, 'cause I'm a beast (Insanity at it's finest Fire starter, riot maker, Moon stricken, animal need, bad seed, untamable beast)

What we are is the sum of a thousand lies What we know is almost nothing at all But we are what we are 'till the day we die Or 'till we don't have the strength to go on 'Till we don't have the strength to go on Welcome home They have tampered with the

I know not your sorrow, but I know mine, I have traveled in darkness, for what seems like days, So say you'll stay and dance with me tonight. I, come from the same house, collapsed under this wing. Breathe deep and easy, swallow this pride. Stare at my

Eyes flare, this glow becomes our lanterns We are searching for truth, but find dust and dirt Though sight falls hard, trudge headfirst and forget what matters Caught in the trample of the tow, bones scrape against the asphalt Gaze into the depth and try

We crawl on our knees for you Under a sky no longer blue We sweat all day long for you But we sow seeds to see us through But sometimes dreams just don't come true We crawl, all over you To the sound of a heartbeat pounding away To the rhythm of the

Yeah yeah yeah Oh come on! See a pretty thing, in a wall Yeah deep in the night I'm lost in love Down on the street where the faces shine Floatin' around on a real low mind A thousand eyes they look at you A thousand eyes they, they look at you

Whoa, whoa. Let this end, Eighteen years pushed to the ledge. It's come to this, A weightless step. (Whoa) Make it stop. I plan to go on living Bang bang go the coffin nails, like a breath exhaled, Then gone forever.

The things you're telling me aren't making any sense Right back up again I'm sick of wishing for someone else to come Our buildings have fallen Our walls all caved in, And we can't comprehend this sad state That we're in so we sift through the ashes Of

Well come on back and try to get some today Well somebody's gonna do it again Gonna make me turn against all of my friends So you better have something damn worthy to say Who told ya, who told ya They're growing dope everywhere around the block Somebody

Against the run of the mill Different degrees So much style without substance So much stuff without style It's hard to recognize the real thing It comes along once in a while Like a rare and precious metal Beneath a ton of rock