Lyrics:
I'm on a missionI made my decisionLead a path of self-destructionA slow progressionKilling my complexionAnd it's rotting out my teethI'm on a rollNo self controlI'm blowing off steam withMethamphetamineWell Don't know what I want butThat's all I've gotAnd I'm picking scabs off my faceEvery hour my blood is turning sourAnd my pulse is beating out of timeI've found a treasureFilled with sick pleasureAnd it sits on a thin white lineI'm on a rollNo self controlI'm blowing off steam withMeth AmphetamineWell Don't know what I want butThat's all I've gotAnd I'm picking scabs off my faceI'm on a missionI got no decision like a crippleRunning the rat raceWish in one hand and shit in the otherAnd see which one gets filled firstI'm on a rollNo self controlI'm blowing off steam withMeth AmphetamineWell Don't know what I want butThat's all I've gotAnd I'm picking scabs off my faceGeek... Stink... Breath