Basically it's about how we (me and my imaginary legion? I dunno...) are the hethens, and you don't like it, but we don't care. w'll steal yer shoes and give them back a week later, filled with fish guts... don't think we won't...
Lyrics
Never see me smile, always single file
nothing I've worked for has ever seemed worth while
Something made it change, life has re-arranged
fucked it up, now you think I'm strange
We are the hethens, we are the freaks
we are the ugly and we carry disease
we are the ones lurking under your bed
fuck with us and you wake up dead
system's down but we're okay
fucked it up and you ripped it away
can't become what you want me to be
still you fall and worship me
Tangled mind and mangles soul
nothing left to fill my hole
can't become what I used to be
still you fall and worship me
