hey man, you know the psychographic
mid 20s white metalhead with a thrash twitch
got my brains in the caskett
I'd end it all now but the band would be mad as shit
don't mean to bum you out
but death is the only thing that we can never doubt
which affords us a freedom much maligned
which you can never know cuz you're slave to the grind
I bank therefore I am
gets me thinkin' modern life is a fuckin' scam
venture capitalists
flying to Belize on the back on the back of my monthly fees
I hear what you're sayin'
QUIT FUCKING COMPLAINING
what was I talking about?
I zoned out, whatever man check this riff out
TANK
we came to make you fuck yourself up
YOU
who do MUTANK you are?
A
make it up as we go along
LOT
here comes the second part of the song
where I talk about divorcing emotion
heart calcified from the lies of some hoe
she requited my loving gaze
then went around town giving randoms BJs
yeah I learned my lesson
aside from being a scam life's a
BRUTAL PAIN SESSION
the darkest reaches of my mind
where you can get yours
and I can get mine
TANK
we came to make you fuck yourself up
YOU
who do MUTANK you are?
A
dose of metal you need
LOT...NOT
MUTANK!
we came to fuck you up
MUTANK!
who do MUTANK you are?
MUTANK!
we came to fuck you up