Speedway

Crap over crap
It's like we lived
In the Far West
Each one is free
To fall apart
For x reasons

Look at yourself
Can you see this sick, this hate
Don't feel ashamed
Separation and bliss are there
Those walls of shame
Walls of hatred, walls of pain
Crumble and fall
You can finally see your way

But what's a life
Where can we find
The good and why
Who gives a fuck
Just like puppets
Forever trapped

You are just scum
Little shit, who do you think you are
Look at yourself
You've got blood all over you face
You've already shot
And you're dead without realizing
I'm proud of you
Of the example you gave your friends