August 2010
It was the roar of the crowd, That gave me heartache to sing It was a lie when they smiled And said you won’t feel a thing And as we ran from the cops We laughed so hard it would sting You're ju
Because the drugs never work They gonna give you a smirk 'cause they got methods In keeping you clean They gonna rip up your heads Your aspirations to shreads Another cog in the murder machine