Join the crowd of leaches All the misfits of the earth
All are we covered by blackened clouds See how we rot from the inside and out
The truth here is worse than the lie Cause the violent tribe is for real
cause you don't know your enemy
Out here where life is worth nothing to some Down in the gutter your second to none
in this miserable slum you're alone you cannot run you cannot escape there ain't no sanctuary there's no relief
Twenty first century trash