Oh, what do you expect me to do?
Upon my podium, as the
Came "anarchy" to "set the world a fire"
Acting like a robot
New world order comes in stages
To envelop its prey below
Something I don't understand
Upon my podium, as the
Rotten egg air of death wrestles your nostrils
Pillars of pain and thorns
Rotten egg air of death wrestles your nostrils
I'm not trash any longer
Something I don't understand
Either way they die.
Acting like a robot
My boxcar life o' style
Acting like a robot
New world order comes in stages
Who's to say what's for me to say...be...do
I'm not trash any longer
To envelop its prey below
How long, I hold my breath
Acting like a robot
Don't push me, you piece of s**t!
Oh, what do you expect me to do?
Going down full throttle
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