They say killing time is bad,
but what else can you do...

Scratches do go,
and scars do fade...

Gangsters this and gangsters that,
to be honest they are all t**ts...

This thing they call fame,
it seems so lame...

I'm in another mood for making my point,
ill speak my mind till I'm in the ground...

This is something I'm making up as i go along,
I'm not sure what its gonna be about...

I have these things that are inside,
they do not live...

I'm better without you,
i can live without you...

Ive had enough of these people,
destroying everyones reps...

Live with the life you've been given,
because your cause has not been foreseen...

It was a sunny day in the yard,
when a boy came over from afar...

One kid,
one knife...