Scared Of Chaka Glass Socket-broken Jaw
i'm tired of all the reflex
set me up then break me up
all those empty promises
designed to piss me off
you're gonna get yours in the end
thats when your head gets soft
i cant believe no simpathy
no recourse for the dead
out of adriatic
into nothingness instead
i'm through with this cause
i cant watch the world from my bed
i'm history to this city
i'm gone though you cant tell
sommersaults in body bags
just like a frozen hell
ex-patriot self-exhiled
got no more me to sell
