Survived a stink out on the brink Sold the past, bought more time to think Keep track of my friends and enemies Isn't home where Hell's supposed to be
Out of phase, when your face don't fit Can't tell if you're hungry or full of shit You think of yourself as the great survivor You're not De Niro in Taxi Driver
La Chispa de la Muerte They're screaming bloody murder The only thing that's real We're calendar material
So We're going back to square one Start it over again Going back to square one Start it over
Moment of weakness that's lasted for years Subhuman souls crying crocodile tears Don't like the memories, the time that they took If you don't want to find out you don't have to look If you fee, ya heal You're on a living every day should be a payday Dreaming of Utopia in a state of pure euphoria Don't look at me man I can't do nothing for ya
La Chispa de la Muerte They're screaming bloody murder The only thing that's real We're calendar material
So We're going back to square one Start it over again Going back to square one Start it over
La Chispa de la Muerte They're screaming bloody murder The only thing that's real We're calendar material
So We're going back to square one Start it over again Going back to square one Start it over We're going back to square one Start it over again Going back to square one Start it over