Stupid Mood -

I can’t put a name to the face

My button is stuck on erase

I can’t recall us ever having met

Now I’m a trophy stuck in your net

You say it’s just the price I pay

I say you’re full of shit

Maybe someday you’ll find out why it is

This way …

Pissed off ditch I’ve fallen in

Hateful road down which I’ve been

Running far yet still I’m trapped

Can’t get away, knee deep in crap

Bitter taste still fresh in mind

Can’t leave that grudge behind

So insane you made me feel

Unable now to tell what’s real …

Who’s God are you?

White man, Black man, Red man what’s to prove

In your book of lies, brainwashed through my eyes

You say he’ll come again

Elvis is dead my friend

So what you gonna do

You know what is true