Crumbs (Live In Stuttgart)

"This one's called Crumbs"

Yeah!

[Verse 1]
You're down to shooting blanks from broken guns
You fire all day long and still not hit a fucking one
Don't wanna know what some sick psycho fuck considers fun
You'd probably throw a party, served with melted ice cream over crumbs

[Chorus]
Crumbs
Just crumbs

[Verse 2]
You probably lick more ass than anyone
I guess you like the taste of shit on your tongue
No matter what you order, same thing will come
A plate of refried shit just covered in crumbs

[Chorus]
Just crumbs
Just crumbs

[Outro]
("I never had a life. I don't even know what life is.")
("I never had a life. I don't even know what life is.")
("I'm used... I'm used... I'm used...")
("...have what you'd call a life.")
Crumbs
Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee

("I never had a life. I don't even know what life is.")
("I never had a life. I don't even know what life is.")
("I'm used... I'm used... I'm used...every day of my life.")

Have what you'd call a life
("...have what you'd call a life.")
Have what you'd call a life
("...have what you'd call a life.")
Have what you'd call a life