Текст песни Blacksick

Is a contract what we need so I won´t have to bleed. Or a camera in my face to film my boring days. Your jealousy turns to crime you´re hellbent on the hard line. A slap is no caress and I don´t want to impress. With the clothes I wear and I want out of here. I think you should be shot from behind you´re a disgrace to mankind. DAMN YOU PIG YOU´RE OUT OF TOUCH YOU HIT ME HARD WHEN I MISS THE CLUTCH THE BEST WOULD BE IF I WAS CUTE LOCKED UP IN THE KITCHEN, LOOKING CUTE.