air conditioned nightmare, cold sweat
can’t help it — never lose a bet
Suburbs? Where the fuck’s that, kid?
Mile from the county line but we gotta walk so we take our time
Returned and I felt as id always felt:
Not a word, but a gag, then it never fails —
God’s green earth won’t miss it, barely permits it
what the fuck’s missing?
bygone age. shit-start. teenage.
motherfucking hate this place.
hit this nose, hit this nose
fuck it now break, break
not right in my neighbor-
Asphalt rippin our tires theres no way we can make it
spraypainted “fuck this fucken place” i hope you never escape it
See you in the suburbs where the fuck’s that? about a mile away from me
Toss this piece of shit bike to its death the tracks quickly ate it
gonna make you wanna make me make examples of you
i dont think you wanna know what happens from here
Maybe a little bit of fascism ain’t so bad
Sound of that got you piss your pants?
Every face you see got a victim mask
Hit your pacifier and the pause button
Hit the pause button, you bitch
Can never go home ’cause it’s all
Washed down with the rain through a filth-clogged drain
and it never comes back once it’s gone away:
spit into your face with this, the imagery, sound
all the way, all the way, all the way
deep deep down