Live at the venue 2002
i took cash from under your bed,
you got mad and smacked me in the head
its not a problem with me
you told me about this place
i told you to shut your face
no, im not a juvenille deliquent
no, no, im not a juvenille deliqent
insanity rules my mind im not sick i feel just fine
its bad medications
wonder what ill do next better lock your doors
i feel like a fix
dont blame this on me
i sprayed fag on your fence
try not to take offence
i dont like you
i got drunk and started a fight
i got into it and almost died last night
see im the victim