Can't remember my lines

Can't come up with a rhyme

Or even a reason

(Just can't erase)

But I still can't place

The name or the season

You say it's fine -- keep your place in line

Keep biding your time but you talk in a vacuum

Because you've been bought

I don't know what I want

But I know I don't want to be anything like you



ALL YOU BOTTOM FEEDERS

AND YOU SMILING CHEATERS

YOU'RE A TOTAL BLANK

AND YOU'RE AS FUNNY AS A BANK



Not ready to drop

Not ready to stop

Not ready to cop, run away or compromise

I won't break down

Or go on the take now

You smell like a fake

And there's nothing in your eyes

Keep your crutch

Because I don't need much

Just a little luck

(My charm is broken)

Get out of my sight

And I'll be alright

Exit stage right

And leave your lies unspoken



ALL YOU BOTTOM FEEDERS

AND SMILING CHEATERS

SPECIMENS IN A TANK

AND YOU'RE AS FUNNY AS A BANK



You're cut out of your depth

Up to your neck in a sea of alibis

Smim or sink

(Deeper than you think)

Because I'm on the brink

Of justifiable homicide

With your $2 spin

And your 3 buck grin

Transparent skin

Gives away your intentions

You're like a migraine

That gobbles up all dreams

And spits out shit too dull to mention