Letras: Finish Him. Thin Ice (EP). Disposal.

Yeah I may be at the bottom fighting for the crumbs as you sit watching the news about violence in the slums. You've snuck your way to the fucking top by stabbing others in the back and now you're so much better than me because you wear slacks. Slick your hair back and tell me to remain calm, you do the same shit all day long. You'll say what it takes because all you see is green, all you've got on your mind is what you need. You never think about what others want, all you think about is yourself, but as soon as you fall behind, you ask for help. You've trapped your mind from reality, you'll always stay at the bottom. You'll never be set free. You'll stay rotting. Your strongpoint of greed will show as your weakness in your final days alive realizing what you've missed