They say be grateful for what they give to you
Am I tweakin' or is that kind of rude?
Disposable plastic trash
Desperate through and through

It could be you, not
They say it could be me, not
I'm not feeling so hot
Can't believe I got got

Whatever I do
It seems I'm lied to
They say my feeling
This is much is not true

This punk shit needs to pay, man
I can't survive, I need a wage, man

I need to get up off this world