You’re so sick of drugs, You’re so sick of you,

still you´re sitting there in your basement sniffing glue

Don’t have any sense, don’t got any clue

You’re only drawing circles, but you think it’s really new

I’ve heard it before I have been through them all

I’m watching your card house I’m watching it fall

Your life is like a pigsty, yeah yeah yeah

Stories just like sci-fi, yeah yeah yeah

Did you smoke your socks to get high? Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah!

You can talk all you want, you could talk all night, but you gonna get, gonna get burned alright

I can see it opens and I know what you’re gonna

Don’t make me hear that shit ‘cause I don’t wanna.

I’m just hearing nothing. Its «truth» without a trace

I can’t believe you dare to serve that bullshit to my face