Voodoo Glow Skulls My Soul Is Sick
teary-eyed and cannot cope the walls are tumbling down looking for a fix because older brother stole the dope waking up in desperation teh destination unknown try to fight the willpower ignore thevoices in your head another man fights, for what isn't his a woman cries, for all her kids take your position for the rat race cast in all your votes give the key to the individual that can lie and spend the most they say you have a voice and they say to let that voice be heard all these years of screaming haven't even struck a nerve children are having children the homeless rule the streets authority is out numbered soon blood will flow in the streets
