Fight hard, creature's approaching         to pick out the chosen, wipe out the few      Shake off, the breath of the breathless         the needle is poking, promises left untrue      Beat off, the shields are down      take cover and lurch low, down on the ground      Stay hare, provisions in mind      reality present, fantasy to find            NO BULLSHIT            Searching for the kismet in my life      It's time, I've the right to gain      Searching for the kismet in my life   It's time, I've the right to pain               Case for the broke and the broken         So rich its defined and no payment is due      Weak law is left unspoken   If lost I'll break, I've got nothing left to lose               Strip down, confess your sins   Cleanse your soul, make room for more   Leave it to me I'll fill it in         Somebody's knocking, I'll open the door            NO BULLSHIT