Lyrics:

I see inside your shrink-wrap hide
The daylight cuts a veil of veins across your 'better' side
It's easy for some
You the dregs, me the SCUM!
Let me explain all the angles I can screw you from...

POVERTY! Real as it gets!
Don't think I won't skin you when your skin is all that's left
The tension mounts, but the drama's pretty cheap
This ain't an ultimatum, baby, but I know where you sleep

Saw it all in a dead dog's eye
Tails you're wrong, Heads I'm right
One way ticket to the blues
Heads I win, tails you lose