Lyrics: Henry Rollins. Step Back.

You're so fucking weak
You disgust me
It's a drag when you bring me down
All the things you say
No one cares anyway
But then you've got to deal with me

I see through the lies
To the bottom of your eyes
Your fake charisma pulls you through
The hous of cards that you built
On the cheap shot guilt
Doesn't mean a fucking thing to me


You're pathetic and weak
You're a fake and you lie
I'd like to crush you like an insect
But I don't want to do the time
Do you really want to confront me?
Do you really want to deal woth me?
No
I didn't think so

You step back
Or you fall down