Lyrics Inspection 12

Inspection 12

What You See Is What You Get

Im bored with my life. Im tired of living.

I ate all I could. Yea, its like Thanksgiving.

Ive done all the shit that I wanted to do.

My tourniquet tight so blood can't seep through.

Broke all the rules that were worth breaking.

All by myself - My clenched fist is aching.

What can I do now?

Im having trouble deciding

If I want to be here

Im pretty close, but its not all my decision.

A medium for deprivation

Send cash to me: a new revelation

Slackers will do all of the slacking

Off-now too much and something is lacking

Corroded minds interpret morality

We thrive on the lies and feed on the fallacy

What can I do now?

FIRE!