Open your head, gagging, barfing alone in the house!
Orange bottles spilling hate from their mouths!
Work! Working my bones down to powdered dust
I see gold held above me, like power, like filthy lust
The garbage, the putrid need for success
Trophies for my desperate life and my lonely d**h
Leave these things be
Orange bottles spilling uninformed bile from their mouths!
Working my bone
I see gold held above me, like power, like lust