feel sorry for me I feel sorry for you think you control fear but fear's controlling you Don't need to wait until we're dead to figure out that everyone bleeds red
none, touch one Young Chun, prodigal son, killa bees disease Home grown, flown from over seas, city under siege Ya eyes bleed, the weed got 'em red
trust none, touch one Young chun, prodigal son, Killa Bees disease Home grown, flown from over seas, city under siege Ya eyes bleed, the weed got 'em red
been hit by a bus Get up, shut up, you know you don't understand I'm feeling under the weather From the womb into school Changing faces breaking rules Circumstances make you bleed
practiced quite actively My body did not melt beyond the Van Allen Belt I was transformed into a spirit with no shell I'm modifying the weather from behind a weather
by a bus Get up, shut up, you know you don't understand I'm feeling under the weather (weather) From the womb, into school Changing faces, breaking rules Circumstances make you bleed
hit by a bus Get up, shut up, you know you don't understand I'm feeling under the weather (weather) From the womb, into school Changing faces, breaking rules Circumstances make you bleed
