Trapped on the inside, you stare in
Who the f** are you to tell us anything
Rotting right through pison inside
31 flavours of napalm to try
f** you and your plans
I live my life my way
Vai toma no c?
You scumbag, you waste
Tired of your ways, hate rising again
I know you'd life to see me put a bullet in my brain
I'm not gonna be part of your plan
f** your solutions cause nothing gets changed