I look in the mirror and hate what I see
Is it the bottle, or the fiends that surround me?
They come in the droves, they all come and go
So, I put on a smile 'cause there's nowhere left to hide

Everywhere I go, I make friends with bodybags
They listen well and don't judge at the first glance
I'd slow down time to save myself
But I'm stuck in a masochistic dance

I may have lost an eye, but I can see when you lie
I'm not slipping, man, I'm slipped
A bad joke, personal reckoning

Hate me or kill me
Don't tiptoe around when you walk on broken ground
The knives in your heels won't hold

So you can fake and you can cheat
But I see clearly, I know that you're weak
I know that you're weak
Your counterparts run circles 'round you like a wolf circles its prey
Do you see the flowers growing at your feet?
Those who lay here died here miserably
Yeah, that'll be you and me
If we're going down, I'll go down spraying the MAC-10 wide

Hate me or kill me
Don't blame me for dying
You tiptoe around when you walk on broken ground
'Cause the knives in your heels won't hold
Yeah

I'd drop dead from a bullet to the head
And I'd still get no respect
'Cause you'd rather run me down
And I'd rather smoke you out
Well, everyone has left
It's just you and I from ten
Your friends can try revenge
While I have another round
Bottoms up, motherfucker

You can shoot me all you want
The only thing that can kill me is me
I can't stand you fucking pricks
Fucking all you do is leech
I'm the end of the world
Wearing your flesh to feel warm

Hate me or kill me
Don't blame me for dying
You tiptoe around as you walk on broken ground
The knives in your heels won't hold, no
The knives in your heels won't hold

'Round and 'round we go
I just wanna bury you, you fuck
Like you try to bury me
I'd say we've both run out of luck
But you see, the only thing that can kill me is me
Bullet to the fucking head