Death, death, death, death
Death, death, death, death
Death, death, death, death
Death, death
I'll be in the graveyard if you need me
Ski mask, all black when you see me
Mankind is a f*cked up species
Look at the apocalypse on the TV
Linkin Park in the dark on a CD
Come home, Hybrid Theory on a repeat
I remember growing up wasn't easy
That I said that I'm a shit like a feces
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
Wake up and I'm down with the sickness
Night late, I'm a man on a mission
Put myself number one on the hitlist
Number two, put myself as a witness
And I'm sick of this shit, man, it's f*cked up
Paradise, paralyze, yeah, that's tough luck
I'ma pull up on the moto, tell 'em what's up
I'ma pull up on the moto, tell 'em what's up
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
Whoa, I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to death
I scare myself to
Death, death, death, death
Death, death, death, death
Death, death, death, death
Death, death, death, death
Death, death, death, death
Death, death, death, death
Death, death, death, death
Death, death, death, death