I get professional pay To make people go away They got nothing to say Im expendable thats my claim to fame Im expendable dont have to know my name Take a look into my dark side Oh thats a window to my soul Your watching on the outside Yea thats all you people know So bring a knife or a gun And Ill show you what their for Both of them are fun When the ravens at your door Im expendable thats my claim to fame Im expendable dont have to know my name Cause I will survive With no one left around me Cause your all gonna die Together we ride With vengeance inside For our brother who died We got blood on our minds No we may not return But many will burn With a story to tell How we took them to hell Im expendable thats my claim to fame Im expendable dont have to know my name