Letra de Geek stink breath

Geek stink breath
I´m on a mission
i made my decision
to lead a path of self destruction
a slow progression
killing my complexion
and it´s rotting out my teeth
i´m on a roll
no self comtrol
i´m blowing off steam with methamphetamine
don´t know what i want
that´s all that i´ve got
and i´m picking scabs off my face
every hour my blood is turning sour
and my pulse is beating out of time
i found a treasure
filled with sick pleasure
and it sits on a thin white line
i´m on a mission
i got no decision
like a cripple running the rat race
wish in one hand shit in the other
and see which one gets filled first