Low-Life

You're a complicated person

With some educated friends

And you tend to form your sentences

From words wrote on your hands

But you wake up the rhythm in me

And you wake up the rhyme

I thought you were special but you're low life

And you've got no inhibitions

And you're almost always rude

And I don't know where your mind is

When my hands are touching you

But you wake up the rhythm in me

You wake up the rhyme

I thought you were special but you're low life

Low life, low life, low, low life

And when you pull the trigger in me

My life isn't mine

They said you were special but you're low life

And you wake up the rhythm in me

And you wake up the rhyme

I thought you were special but you're low life

Low life, low life, low, low life, low life

Low life, low