I go deep like a downstem/ high like a rocket/ I can be your plug, baby, you can be the socket// They call me Muddy Waters, cuz' I got the blues/ no cause for concern, Burns returns to the troops////This is a war/ ignore the reporters on the news/ they paid to cater to your hate/ and maybe make you change your view// And hey excuse me, I ain't tryin' to hate on these dudes for some shit I would do, too, if it was MY face on the tube//// But it ain't/ I ain't the one seeing these people as SKUs/ it's askew/ and a new view can't take away what we do/ or erase a taped rape/ David, I made this for youuuu/nited States of jaded maniacs/ crazy for food////

HOOK:

All I dream of is a terrifying place for someone to die in/ We must escape the lions that steal our sleep...

And feel our heat...

No time to stop for cryin'.

Get used to your people dyin'.