Been around your kind for far to long You can't see past your nose, you can't see that your wrong Your vicious ways are going to end your life With the crack of a bat, or the blade of a knife You follow your tail like that of a rat Surrounded by filth, but I can't live like that Your mind has been guided so far from the truth I can't understand what has happended to you Looking for a way out, but you're already gone The damage is done, you've done wrong How long can you live off of the scraps of others? Once you pick the last bone, You'll just want another Looking for a way out, but you're already gone The damage is done, you've done wrong How long can you live off of the scraps of others? How long? What goes around, just comes back around You're gonna get what you have coming to you What goes around, Comes back around It makes me ill, I wont take take any more You dine on crumbs that lay on the floor No hope for your diseased mind Gonna strike you down, take back whats mine What goes around, comes back around