Think About What You’re Doing
[Verse]
Up at seven, I survived the great depression, been through these lessons
Still feel this aggression, "lähe vittu menee"
Music my obsession, bumping 'CRACKER' this session
Not to mention the only thing I think about buried in the ground
In hurried manner make sure I'm the only one around
'Cause I'm 'bout to move, make a sound, I don't long for admiration or your applause
I just want to feel something, make me real
Make me feel something, make me kill
I just want to feel something, make me real