The end is here per se
Coming near break of day
A
They told me when I was young that I would
Toppling, smashing -
The statues go crashing
And all of your ancient
Running in fear as he nears you
Crying out in terror
You spend your life on welfare lines
Or looking for handouts
Why
Minding his own business
Riding subway trains
Got ripped off twice
Ain't gonn
Killing's my business and business is fine
Money's my interest, life
Time will come when we will pay
There'll be no choice
Toxins - buried underground
Seep into the water
Dioxin - she drank
We're here to be and the ones to succeed
No need