Tekster: Vision Of Disorder. Imprint. Up In You.

Words, no action, spineless bastards
Your world's a joke, you better watch your step
Where you put your foot
Where you pointing that finger

All your ignorance, you?re talking so much shit
Seems like a degree of jealousy
I can't break from the hate I feel
It's too late can't go change the tide

You were the one to talk
With your scattered accusations
Nothing but a punk caught up in the masses
Up in you, what the fuck you gonna do

Go bitch go get your friends
You?re all so superficial, so goddamn predictable
Suckers until the end
I've been living in too much sin

Someday you shall see the light
By then dust and bone
I'll break every tooth in your face
It's too late you should have kept away

You were the one to talk
With scattered accusations
You're nothing but a punk caught up in the masses

Watch what you're saying
Watch what you're doing
?Cause people are subjected to change

I ain't slipping, I ain't leaving
Be straight when you come at me
No standards, just actions
I'm pushing past the point of success

So you best check yourself
When you're talking your shit
Where you're getting your facts from
For your information

I never sunk the needed
Only time can bleed the vein
I told you I've been living in too much fucking sin

Someday you shall see the light
By then dust and bone
Biting on cool lips below
Searching for the sun

Mindless bastards
Pointing fingers
Mindless bastards
Your world's a joke