[Verse]
They won't like you for who you are
Or what you do or what brand your car is
Or how long ago you decided to get started
On what you think will set you dearly departed
From everyone else
Start a party and make sure you make sure no one's invited
It's better to feel bad for yourself in silence
People are nasty
Don't get excited expressing yourself
Give me hell
I know you're not scared so then do it well
I filled out my page with oblivion
Melted it onto my skin and turned into a shell
Can you tell?
Need no help
Why would I say what I meant and mean well?
You should expect less from those
Who expel you away from your morals and feelings of guilt
I can't stay still
[Chorus]
What's the drill? I usually know how these things go, but still
I can't be sure for myself about anything real
And the process is getting me killed
Slowly, but will
What's the drill? I usually know how these things go, but still
I can't be sure for myself about anything real
And the process is getting me killed
Slowly, but will
Rugratz was written by Andrew Robert Raybourn Payne.
Rugratz was produced by Young Andrew.