I look in the mirror and hate what I see Is it the bottle, or the fiends that surround me? They come in the droves, they all come and go So, I put on a smile 'cause there's nowhere left to hide Everywhere I go, I make friends with bodybags They listen well and don't judge at the first glance I'd slow down time to save myself But I'm stuck in a masochistic dance I may have lost an eye, but I can see when you lie I'm not slipping, man, I'm slipped A bad joke, personal reckoning Hate me or kill me Don't tiptoe around when you walk on broken ground The knives in your heels won't hold So you can fake and you can cheat But I see clearly, I know that you're weak I know that you're weak Your counterparts run circles 'round you like a wolf circles its prey Do you see the flowers growing at your feet? Those who lay here died here miserably Yeah, that'll be you and me If we're going down, I'll go down spraying the MAC-10 wide Hate me or kill me Don't blame me for dying You tiptoe around when you walk on broken ground 'Cause the knives in your heels won't hold Yeah I'd drop dead from a bullet to the head And I'd still get no respect 'Cause you'd rather run me down And I'd rather smoke you out Well, everyone has left It's just you and I from ten Your friends can try revenge While I have another round Bottoms up, motherfucker You can shoot me all you want The only thing that can kill me is me I can't stand you fucking pricks Fucking all you do is leech I'm the end of the world Wearing your flesh to feel warm Hate me or kill me Don't blame me for dying You tiptoe around as you walk on broken ground The knives in your heels won't hold, no The knives in your heels won't hold 'Round and 'round we go I just wanna bury you, you fuck Like you try to bury me I'd say we've both run out of luck But you see, the only thing that can kill me is me Bullet to the fucking head