Wait What's that?
Did I hear you say something?
Maybe this time with substance
Maybe this time with meaning
No The mouth spews forth like a scientific law
It never fails me like a cat will lick it's paw
There you'll be
No changing Never willing
The drama sticks to you like the smell of perspiration
A stench will stick to it's garbage

Look into my eyes
I want to see the definition of a weakling born so long ago
But still all I see is that of a baby

Move from your filth
You've been like this for how long?
And I pray you will prove me wrong
Move from your filth
Get some credibility
Be someone of worth, and say goodbye to this
Will you stick to your garbage?

Look into my eyes
I want to see the definition of a weakling born so long ago
But still all I see is that of a baby
A stench will stick to it's garbage
Will you stick to yours?