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