DREAD

Who the fuck are they and where do they come from?
What do they want? What the hell do they want from me?
I hear them breathing and their fucking footsteps
Why am I watched? Who the fuck do they think I am?

Chorus: I don't like them. No one of me

Maybe they're evil or maybe they're friendly
But I can't see what the fuck they do want from me
I can not see them, but I hear them whisper
I know they want me to know that they're out there

STK.1(Bass):I don't want to, but they make me
run away and I can't fight back

STK.1:We don't want to, but they make us
run away and we can't fight back
I don't want to, but they make me
run away and I can't fight back

STK.2(git):Ensane…

STK.3:Damn!