Letras:Public Serpents. The Feeding Of The Fortune 5000. Dummy.

I'm a dummy and really hard to see
When the mirrors always broken,
Jagged shards are piercing me
Every piece, has seen a thousand lies for vanity
A history, mentally, scarring me.
Its all a waste, a way to stay restrained
To make you fuckin hate yourself, that bullet to the brain
To make you think, "the simple life" is easily attained
Now you'll never get a chance,your futures been, wiped away

Keep your eyes, on the lies, when its really nothing,
But you always wanna find something, to fill that void, in your life,
I DON'T WANT IT

My skin is thick, made a steel,
A bulletproof, my soul fire
A burning bright, a thousand years or more
Never got thrown to the floor
Cause I bring around the sound, from the dirty underground
The rest of these clowns, their shit is watered down
I'm hear to burn your town, from the sky to the ground