Come into our lives, rising from the dust
You tell us position, knowing that you must
No one you will spare, digging in the dirt
Anger has to stop, we will not get hurt

The thing that makes me itch
You will never stop
You're a psycho bitch
One should use the crop

You will have a taste
what it means to lie
nothing but a waste
life will pass you by

I can't stand your face, say your whole existence
I am not your slave, not your standby system
Time to say enough, time to take a break
I will make it rough, drown you in a lake

The thing that makes me itch
You will never stop
You're a psycho bitch
One should use the crop

You will have a taste
what it means to lie
nothing but a waste
life will pass you by