text: Cardboard crutches
  Support the weight of the world
  Ashes to ashes
  Blossom and burn
  Eany, meany miney, moe, you got a fucking problem?
  Ashes for blossoms, thrashing and problems
  Golf trash possums, wait, talk, goblin
  Stray you rat, gay sack, rubber grip, gay strap
  Push your fucking day back
  Every fucking days black
  Every bloody always now, speaking lions always down
  The stories shit but I want to watch you cut and bleed
  All these lies, and cuts, and pleads, I want to watch disease
  Trash Talk in the black hawk
  This the shit that make all the kids pull the gats out
  Fucking blast off, go ahead and grab the chainsaw
  And take your cast off with your mask off 
  Now, watch the guitar riff, hit them drums with a large stick
  And hope you hear that fucking bass, trying to sit still in the fucking mosh pit
  Talking trash Im breaking bad, and snorting glass, my port is head
  Because out my mind, Ill show you fucks, Doc TC in a fucking demon pit