my father was the anti-christ   my mother was the son of sam   and i proudly wear their spirit on my arm   where nothing compares   and if you fuel for something else   and you need a helping hand   there's one thing you can count on   there's a shit load of different people right here   hold on to your fuckin horses   cause your gonna need them in the end   i know i tried to warn you   but there is nothing we can do my friend   chop off the hand that feeds you   cause you dont need it at all   let go of all the bullshit   and let yourself have a ball   all im trying to say is there's no one to blame   things might change they might stay the same   no one knows there's nothing to do   look around its not just you   we're here together thats how it is   too many people we know its the biz   stand by each other forget all this hate   go home by yourself and masturbate   cause the next day is gonna come   you'll meet new people you'll hate some   but we both know that its not a game   and i dont want to play anymore