Lyrics:

The world has got some plans for me
Courthouse, jails, and factories
Black and whites on the street
For me, for me
I see my place in American waste
Faced with choices I can't take
American waste, American waste
On my own, I see my fate
I'm alone, on the way out
Small enough, it's all spelled out
I know what I see, what I want
The doors are closed in this maze
I see my place in American waste
Faced with choices I can't take
American waste, American waste
On my own, I see my fate
Boredom looks for its kicks
Going down on death
I see it comin', I can't do anythin'

Not for me, not for me
I won't end up in the heap
I want out, I'm free
Burnin', burnin'
I see my place in American waste
Faced with choices I can't take
American waste, American waste
On my own, I see my fate