my father was the anti-christ
my mother was the son of sam
and i proudly wear their spirit on my arm
where nothing compares
and if you fuel for something else
and you need a helping hand
there's one thing you can count on
there's a shit load of different people right here
hold on to your fuckin horses
cause your gonna need them in the end
i know i tried to warn you
but there is nothing we can do my friend
chop off the hand that feeds you
cause you dont need it at all
let go of all the bullshit
and let yourself have a ball
all im trying to say is there's no one to blame
things might change they might stay the same
no one knows there's nothing to do
look around its not just you
we're here together thats how it is
too many people we know its the biz
stand by each other forget all this hate
go home by yourself and masturbate
cause the next day is gonna come
you'll meet new people you'll hate some
but we both know that its not a game
and i dont want to play anymore