Been around your kind for far to long
You can't see past your nose, you can't see that your wrong
Your vicious ways are going to end your life
With the crack of a bat, or the blade of a knife
You follow your tail like that of a rat
Surrounded by filth, but I can't live like that
Your mind has been guided so far from the truth
I can't understand what has happended to you
Looking for a way out, but you're already gone
The damage is done, you've done wrong
How long can you live off of the scraps of others?
Once you pick the last bone, You'll just want another


Looking for a way out, but you're already gone
The damage is done, you've done wrong
How long can you live off of the scraps of others?
How long?
What goes around, just comes back around
You're gonna get what you have coming to you
What goes around, Comes back around
It makes me ill, I wont take take any more
You dine on crumbs that lay on the floor
No hope for your diseased mind
Gonna strike you down, take back whats mine
What goes around, comes back around