You opened your foodgate and closed down the store
And spread your disease like an unrubbered who*e
Doomed from the start - tear your goals apart
You?re so f**ing lost, there?s nothing to say
Maybe we don?t suit you but we won?t go away
(Keep your hand on your gun, don?t trust anyone)
Make a move and you?ll see what the f** you mean to be