Here i am standing And yet somehow crippled A stone never thrown Can't create its own ripples I'm a mouthful of spit That gets lost in a drizzle And now That i'm angry I'm fist 'round a pistol And every day brings me A little bit closer to a Bitter explosion of venom and piss And all that i've seen And all that i've been Could never have made me ready for this All i want to know is: do i have to…? I have nothing: i am nothing More than anything I want to be something If it's something you fear, I don't care. Just something All i want to know is: Do i have to fuckin' Kill someone?! Look at you, look at me Look at you and i see: Victim and statistic Look at you, look at me Look at you and i see: A victim…a victim. But now it's time to let it go…let it go Before it takes me away - take me away