[Spencer Charnas]
Don't start
You're the reason that I'm leavin' countin' scars
You're the knife I want that life you cut apart
Under my skin you run so deep
You creep, you leach
Don't practice what you preach
[Spencer Charnas, John Feldmann]
Just like his friends
They never mind
They never mind (they never mind)
He'll blow through these lines
One more time
One more time, heart's beatin' up again
[John Feldmann, Spencer Charnas]
He's just a derelict
A waste of fucking space
He's just a derelict
He got nothing to say
Smash some windows, steal some cars (Hey!)
You know he'll end up behind bars (Hey!)
He's just a derelict
A waste of fucking space
It's too late
[John Feldmann]
Dead Kennedys on the stereo
Blastin' in his ears
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Got arrested in Mexico
And waste away the years
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh-oh
Some call it the streets, but it's his home (home)
Why can't everyone leave him alone? (alone)
Headin' for the lights
And he's on his last breath
And he screamin' for the last time
[John Feldmann, Spencer Charnas ]
Just like his friends
They never mind
They never mind (they never mind)
He'll blow through these lines
One more time (one more time)
One more time, heart's beating up again
[John Feldmann, Spencer Charnas]
He's just a derelict (A derelict)
A waste of fucking space (Waste of fucking space)
He's just a derelict (A derelict)
He got nothing to say
Smash some windows, steal some cars (Hey!)
You know he'll end up behind bars (Hey!)
He's just a derelict
A waste of fucking space
[John Feldmann, Spencer Charnas]
It's too late
Late
It's too late
It's too late
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