People = Shit

                                  Here we go again, motherfucker

Come on down, and see the idiot right here

Too fucked to beg and not afraid to care

What's the matter with calamity anyway?

Right? get the fuck outta my face

Understand that I can't feel anything

It isn't like I want to sift through the decay

I feel like a wound, like I got a fuckin'

Gun against my head, you live when I'm dead

One more time, motherfucker

Everybody hates me now, so fuck it

Blood's on my face and my hands, and I

Don't know why, I'm not afraid to cry

But that's none of your business



Whose life is it? 

Get it? 

See it? 

Feel it? 

Eat it?



Spin it around so I can spit in its face

I want to leave without a trace

'cause I don't want to die in this place

People = shit

People = shit (what cha gonna do?)

People = shit (cause I am not afraid of you)

People = shit (I'm everything you'll never be)

People = shit



It never stops, you can't be everything to everyone

Contagion, I'm sittin' at the side of Satan

What do you want from me?

They never told me the failure I was meant to be

Overdo it, don't tell me you blew it

Stop your bitchin' and fight your way through it

I'm, not, like, you, I, just, fuck, up

C'mon motherfucker, everybody has to die



People = shit

People = shit (what cha gonna do?)

People = shit (cause I am not afraid of you)

People = shit (I'm everything you'll never be)

People = shit