Is it my face you see? On your hands and knees when you crawl Through your nightmares When there's no more grace Does your heartbeat start to race? Crawling everywhere in the dark Poisonous shadows Do I haunt you in your sleep? How much pain, do you need

I don't give a flying fuck, motherfucker I don't give a flying When you look at me, what do you see Another trophy like a fuckin' dead beat Close your eyes, take a step inside Insanity and abnormality It's not what you call reality But you will always

It's a lonely road, full of tired men And you can see it in their faces And you'll be home in spring I can wait 'til then I heard you're on the big train And oh this too shall pass This loneliness won't last for long I wasn't there to take his place I

Who do I feel sorry for? I see your pretty face, Smashed against the bathroom floor! What a disgrace! Smashed and raped! Not again. this is a real crime. What a pretty face. So, so loud Wait, but I don't realize.

Is it just a game? I don't know There comes you to take me in your arms And now I know my place I don't know where I am I don't know this place Don't recognize anybody Just the same old empty face See these people they lie

If I could take away the pain and put a smile on your face Baby I would, baby I would Baby I would, baby I would, I would If I could make a better way, so you could see a better day Woh-ooh ho-oh, woh-ooh ho-oh, woh-ooh ho-oh Baby I would And I, know

Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand, how you like it? I can see right through you, worthless man You seem to underestimate who I am 'Cause I'll break your face like Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your

It's a lot of lust, not a lot of love Ay, bitch, not a lot of love Ay, but now they tell me I switched up Take this Backwood to the face, then grab my cup Ay, I stack it up, can't get enough Seen your shorty with you, she look at me and she blushed I'm a

I am realizing That everybody's lost their simple ways And now that it's here, I see it oh-so clearly I've come face to face with the enemy Oh, the enemy Oh, Mr. Back-Stabbin'-Son-of-a-Bitch You're livin' in a world that'll soon be dyin'

I want to see your face in every kind of light And when you stand before the candles on a cake Oh, let me be the one to hear the silent wish you make In fields of dawn and forests of the night What are you doing the rest of your life? North and South and