Lowlife

Lowlife Lyrics

Straight edge yelling - drugs selling
Worthless piece of shit
How can you call yourself true hardcore
When you can´t deal with it?
You walk around like (fucking/lord) scarface
Five minor jerks at each hand
I guess they´re just too hight to get it
Otherwise they would understand...that you´re a

Lowlife...hardcore wannabe
Lowlife...that´s what you are for me

There must have been better times
Right now i can´t remember a single one
All my feelings proved to be mistaken
I thought that we would get along
But you´re (just) an oversized leech
Draining a scene of it's life´s blood
Close your eyes - get lost
What you see is what you (´ve) got

Lowlife...hardcore wannabe
Lowlife...that´s what you are for me
Lowlife...hardcore wannabe
Lowlife...stay the fuck away from me

What you say and what you do
One way or the other comes back to you
I can´t say that i have found a cure
But at least i know you...that´s for sure

...you fucking sell out!!!!!!!!