straighten out the minor creases   clicking in the puzzle pieces   bleeding the red, white and blue   while dodging all their tabs on you   while struggling to kill the day   you're down and out and waste away   they always try to kill your fight   take your life and take your rights   humiliations never last   but don't forget your humble past   wide awake and burning down   ya break up when you hit the ground   the choices chosen just for you   might not be what you want to do   so take more time and wiser choose   mistakes you make can make you lose      and now we're in this fucked up future   every stitch creates a snitch   and this type of suture shouldn't hold   so we must change up with the times   or we'll be burnt on petty crimes   cause all this frozen sewn up skin   is splitting from the cold      squatting under city streets   the garbage can be good to eat   struggling to rise above   smash the hate and fall in love   our live are full of petty scars   so fuck up like the hippistars   fill it with the illest times   sex and booze and petty crimes   travel to so many places   black out drunk the names and faces   hands are busy filling graves   of all the friends we couldn't save   swallowed up in bloody guts   in nose and ear and ass you're fucked   your anal yonic dick is swole   just pounded raw through every hole      and in the not too distant future   every snitch rips out a stitch   picking at the sores that never heal   our so called friends keep dropping dimes   so we'll get fucked and doing time   cause all your friends got caught and now   they're gonna make a deal      we'll peel our skin from bones   suboxones and methadones   we'll scratch out our keen eyes   the sockets full of buzzing flies