Doom on sundays Fancy that I scrape the subway I draw my hat What a waste of space They tell me everyday They sprinkle their coins and food They fuel my aching hate I heard you love me But I'm a piece of trash I heard you love me How about that? Doom on sundays Fancy that I scrape the subway I draw my hat What a waste of space They tell me...Learn More

When I was younger I watched a man die Got sucked underneath that GNR ride I took what I saw and kept it inside Took nothing and left it like it was a lie That bloody mess left on the train Was stuck to the cogs inside my brain And I thought for years, that I was plain But now I am older, I know I'm insane Now I'm 20, life isn't funny but I try...Learn More