Besedila: Dope. Felons And Revolutionaries. Pig Society.

Polite to say that I drifted away and I never though I'd care
Along the way I've made mistakes but I made them over there
If I told you twice I'd beat it, what you never thought I'd beat
If I told you I survived in your pig society
You don't know what it's like to be in me
You don't know what lies inside and you never want to see

Locked away in a cage today, so I'm doin' what I can
Take these fuckin' chains off me and I'll show you what I am
You don't know what its like to be in me
You don't know what I've survived and you never would believe
Sick of politicians and politics and prisons, lyin' and runnin' my life
You pathetic preachers and hypo critic leaders smilin' and wastin' my time

Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you

Survive the hate of this fuckin' place and I'll call you when I can
Some snitch fucker died last night, do you think I give a damn
You don't know what it's like to be in me
You don't know what its lie inside and you never want to see
Sick of politicians and politics and prisons lyin' and runnin' my life
You pathetic preachers and hypo critic leaders smilin' and wastin' my time

Sick of your religions and full of shit opions tired of waiting to die
Run me in, I'll do it all again mother fucker I'm still alive