VERSE 1
They can smell the freak on you, and you make them ill
They could try and k** you, but there's nothing left to k**
Gross misuse of pheromones, this is bad for your health
This is what you have become not suicidal, bored to d**h
CHORUS
You're nothing more than a
Shaved monkey
Build your tomb
Making ghosts out of good men
You're just a
Shaved monkey
Burn it down,
Again and again and again
VERSE 2
This city turns decent folks, into nothing more than ghosts
Stepping on shadows and cracks, stopping the blood flow
Bred to eat and be eaten, k**, steal, burry
Overrun with thieves and rats self loathing, hate and fury
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Born in captivity
Poverty raised
Living in misery
Dying depraved
CHORUS