Crippled, Traumatized, or Dead Lyrics


Only my gun understands

The choices that I’ve made

All the chambers loaded

‘Cause that’s the way I like to play

Friendly or enemy

You all taste the same

To a vulture of souls

My hunger drives me insane

Breaking

The chain of command

Wanting to follow my lead

And catching my rabies

The older that I get

The more risks I have to take

It controls me like a drug

Like a woman I can’t shake

Anyone fucked up enough

To want to be like me

Listen

Is crippled, traumatized, or dead

I know that I’m a psycho

But the world still needs a few

The word doesn’t hurt me

‘Cause it means I’m not one of you

I am what happens

When you take the food chain

And turn it upside down

So we can see how profane we are

Breaking

The chain of command

Wanting to follow my lead

And catching my rabies

The older that I get

The more risks I have to take

It controls me like a drug

Like a woman I can’t shake

Anyone fucked up enough

To want to be like me

Listen

Is crippled, traumatized, or dead

Take your pain killers

Notarize your will

Put your therapist on speed dial

And send me a postcard

From your cellblock on death row

Tell them

To dig me an early grave

And save it for later on

Yeah six feet

And tell them not to wait

It’s time again

To see what it takes

Don’t resuscitate