Besedila: Offspring, The. Nothing From Something.

Things are coming down on me

They never seem to let it be

It seems like everything I say just starts another fight

The pressure's building up inside

I gotta let it out tonight

Shattered glass will cure my ills and make me feel alright



Gonna break it

And never stop running

Making nothing from something

Making nothing from something



Cut me for the lion's share

It's mindless, but I don't care

'Cause no matter what I say

I'm in another fight

Take more shit, I've had enough

Tonight I'm gonna rip it up

Broken windows cure my ills and make me feel alright