作词 : Marius Listhrop/IVY JO HUNTER/William Stevenson
 作曲 : Marius Listhrop/IVY JO HUNTER/William Stevenson
Just ask the lonely
When you feel that you
Can't make it all alone
Remember no one is big enough
To go it alone, oh
Just ask the lonely, oh
They know the hurt and pain, oh
I don't break in the rows with the white dose
Rhinos, stack green fruit for the title
Psycho, social abuse 'til my eyes closed
I don't read the refuse to my high hopes, yeah
I keep the limb jokes steady
We left them on pressure, got my wrist all edgy
*****s tryna act like it's the first song of any
Last they saw my masters, I'll be none for any
It's the raw ****, might make you nauseous
From our return, it's to the mosh-pits
Leave your boys on it
It's the raw ****, might make you nauseous
From our return, it's to the mosh-pits
Leave your boys on it
Priest like I never freaked [?
Deep prayer, I don't need fame, need a deal maker
Real recognize real, I'm a deal breaker
[?
Still full of hate from my last song
Spend a dozens on my head, never last long
Thinking of times when I have none
Now, **** that, I don't wanna go back
In the end, it's lying against the dashboard
I think I got mouth, venomous snake
And for suits and ties and records
**** let me **** **** again
Came to make them feel the pain
With hate I'll never change my way
Sacrifices on my wrist, [?
[?
And these other lies
King [?
Brain patterns, we may stay [?
New cannon, I still rest'n in action
I won't ever get arrested on [?
Flow messed up like it's boutta hit a check
Got my dog juiced up, we about to go again
In my life, I'm numb, but I won't ever say
In my life, I'm numb, but I won't ever say
Flow messed up like it's boutta hit a check
Got my dog juiced up, we about to go again
In my life, I'm numb, but I won't ever say
It's the raw ****, might make you nauseous
From our return, it's to the mosh-pits
Leave your boys on it
It's the raw ****, might make you nauseous
From our return, it's to the mosh-pits
Leave your boys on it
Are you alike?
You think that I changed
You think I'm a snake
Well, step back I might bite ya
Poison (Poison, poison, poison)
Woo, ha! (Woo, ha, woo, ha, woo, ha)
They'll tell you a story of sadness