A certain type of setting but inside there'e nothing left,
and from the bottom of the gutter i just know just what you felt.
And for the first time in a long time that i think we can agree,
That these dumb mother fucker's well they just can't see.
so take away there future dreams and what the fuck's inside your head, cant you hear thier fucking screams, they won't die untill your dead.
With all the shard's of broken glass, from empty bottle's
on your lap, a broken back from leather straps,
and i warned someday that i'de' be back...
(chorus)
So your fine feeling blind, fallin behind while the rest of us
suffer were losing our minds.
Deaf in one ear and can't hear out the other,
as i'm puuling out out my hair cuz your an ass llike no other.
Grinding at the gears that lay between your ear's
in the hope's that your ignorance is right,
what's your rational or the rhyme to your reason,
with a 30 second count, i can still tell your fucking blind
(so blind!)
