How we are ain' t how we were. Innocense is for the birds. Now we are poison and we don' t care. We have no shame we strip you bare. And you so precious lost in smoke. Too busy laughing to see the joke. Nobody knows if you won or you lost. Into the palace or up on the cross. Into the gravy or into the ground. We just don' t want you around. Sucker. What we want ain' t what we get. Rags to riches ain' t workin yet. For we are monsters we love our work. Raise your voice you bite the dirt. And you so patient lost in dreams. Too busy crying to hear the screams. Nobody cares if you lost or you won. In with the girlies or under the gun. Into the sunshine or under the blade. We gonna dance on your grave. Sucker. What we do is break the law. We tasted blood and wanted more. For we are murder we like it fine. No quarter we draw the line. And you so gracious lost in time. Too busy killing to see the crime. Love it or hate it you're gonna pay. All of us here gonna ruin your day. Into the palace or into the pit. We think you're just full of shit. Nobody cares if you' re in or you' re out. Were gonna give you a smack in the mouth. Whether you go or whether you stay. I guess it just ain' t your day. Sucker