What Came First?
What came first
The drugs, or the pain?
Why do I attract
The grotesque and profane?
This kind of thinking
Drives me insane
So I do more drugs
And I’m confused again.
What came first
The vanity, or fame?
Sometimes life feels
Like some kind of sick game!
She comes on stage
And we chant her name
But when she makes a mistake
We shower her with shame.
What came first
The rules, or the game?
As far as I’m concerned
They’re just one in the same.
Everything we do
Is for personal gain.
Nobody wants to know
The person they hurt’s name.
What came first
The strong, or the lame?
The people in charge
Just want us to be tame.
Well I don’t care
About drugs, or fame
And I REFUSE
To play your game!
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