It's just another day at the office   Who's life will hang in the balance?   Could it be a father,mother,daughter?   If it was up to me you would all be dead on the ground face down   This piece of paper has your name on it   Just say your last goodbyes      Should've saw it coming.... never saw it coming   You act if none of this was to exist in a cold cruel world   Pain is fucking money taxed with your suffering   .....Suffer Inside      Every head just another dollar   Every finger just a fucking cent   Your dead, i'm maniacal    You'll be lucky for an open casket funeral      Your body is traced in chalk but the weather will wear that away   Look you in the eye and said nothing, began firing      This is where you fucking die      Said nothing,Began firing