sick punk you're on the sick junk      talkin' 'bout the time that you've been missin'   i'm talkin' 'bout the time that you've been living   i'm talkin' 'bout the time that you've been given   i'm talkin' 'bout the time that you've been missin'      i'm talkin' 'bout the life that you've been living   i'm talkin' 'bout the life that you've been given   i'm talkin' 'bout the life that you'll be killing   i'm talkin' 'bout the life in your own prison      everybody suffering is part of the human condition   cut you like a lazer razor-sharp from head to toe   numb you go      'cause you're a sick punk baby and i like your style   'cause you're a sick punk baby and i like your work   'cause you're a sick punk baby and i like your style   'cause you're a sick punk you're on the sick junk   look at you now      now look what you've done you abused her   and you never will recover from it   now look what you've done you confused her   and you never will recover from it      sick punk you're on the sick junk   talkin' 'bout the lies that you've been livin'   i'm talkin' 'bout the lies that you've been dishin'   i'm talkin' 'bout the lies that you've been grippin'   i'm talkin' 'bout the lies that you've been twistin'      i'm talkin' 'bout the god that ruies your heaven   i'm talkin' 'bout the god that sucks your soul in   i'm talkin' 'bout the god that soothes your devil   talkin' 'bout the god that you can't handle      tiny little pleasure demons fighting for your mind   you'll be fine   so your soul is empty fill it up with regular   it's popular      feel it flowin' in your iron arteries   like antifreeze   you're good reminder off the agony of love   you're undone