was a day when this place had company the place stays the same the people change
everybodys rich everybodys broke no middle of a class no in betweens i look a
wreck talkin outta my neck i hate reality conservatives abusiveness and
violence run in my veins tornado takes its toll we go down the drain were the
dirty wretched ugliest always on the gateway we have no shame i look a wreck
talkin outta my neck i hate reality conservatives we wanna reap monsters we are
the monsters monsters we gotta get out