Lyrics:
Trouble Victim Of The Insane

Translation: Trouble. Victim Of The Insane.

t hope to see See that we are all the same We are not perfect, just forgiven Open your eyes and set yourself free Before we are all victims of the insane

own vein What a shame, you shoot and aim for someone else?s blame You claim the insane for this day And time for falling prey to crime I say the system's got you victim

to a hearse Because DOA victims are for amateurs I do it my safe way, you do it yours Like Raley?s or Lucky?s or Albertsons Did the victim hurt his

calming apple Up and over satellites To draw out the timid wild one To convince you it's alright And I listen for the whisper Of your sweet insanity

A mastermind in the old watchtower Prying eyes must never find. Playing God in the final hour Insanity, such a fine line Overwhelmed by the mourning process

Filthy as swine A generation purin it's own mind Legal extortion Blown out of proportion In vein deceit The truth is obsolete Only two positions: Victimizer or Victim

in a closet in the darkest corner Equipped with a flame that will rip through a train Scriptural gain pointing at you with centripetal aim The antithesis of the word insane

nigger broken in pain You see him in front of the liquor store won't even throw him some change When he die, john doe is his name Is that my destiny, I'm going insane