Lost Society - Thrashed Reality

Tell me what I can't see and blow my mind Point out every fucking thing that I can't find Patience is a virtue but I'm in a hurry Not really in the mood so don't try to be sorry Preach to me only if you stop believing in those Spirits that have come here to save your ass I'm the misfit with a bag full of tricks Surrounded in this business class world full of pricks Speak of me and you will see what's hiding in my head Images of you lying on the ground dead Dug myself a grave but my ego doesn't fit My thoughts are locked up in my brain and the code is Six Six Six Someone could show me how to die, I got no clue Gotta cause some mayhem soon and the model could be you Some say get help there's something rotten in your brain I'm part of a mutant generation and I've gone insane! I've seen it all and now I'll end it all. Your high, my low, it's gonna blow Now ! Face! Me And Get Your Daily Dose Of Thrasher Reality Face! Me And Get Your Daily Dose Of Thrasher Reality Thrashed Reality Reality I'm coming after you This Is The Way We Were Supposed To Die!