Souls - T.N.C.Q. lyrics

I dream of chasing dogs They all have your face They are foaming with rage They are tracking mew insane You've put the bad eye on me With painted claws you k** I too can cause you pain Would be hard on you Your spark is gone And you take it out on me Your bu*ts falling down And you punish me? Why do you compete? I don't understand You can never be like me You are a parody Who taught you to be mean? No, I don't want to hear You're the navel anyway A terror