Under the sticky flesh
Blood flows falling rose petals
On the banks of my soul
Hand in hand they walk alone
In the mess hall but all alone
Another lost drone controller
Whos lost all control of life
All the things that used to feel good
Lost and afraid
Perforated was the tattoo
Animated was the statue
Chisseled polished and clean
Gat ready for action
Frontin not that man
No games in that pack man
He got the blicky off safety
For when the situation gets crazy
Karma karma we dont take me
Make no mistake lately no
Thats how the story goes
Two men down need another man dead
No one leaves now off with his head
No goin home til the body gone
You belong to me now go your unkonwn
So they say so they say