(Duke) We run in the packs, sick dogs of attack Methods of warfare, front to the back shooting in the troops the juice so they last Put it in the food can't get through the mask Remember it's all fair in war Head confusion, down by law Poisoning the mind with visions of mad killing Filling me with hate I can't fight the feeling
(Jacken) It's a chemical attack from all sides Carefuly devised Spraying pesticides on rations We're catching homicide Agent orange destroy in similar fashion Less action little attractionL Sill death is maxim, they're multi-platinum Killing milions mostly civilians Through secret experiements with disregard for your opinion In the 'shroom fields we feel real defenseless Against this disorganization of the senses It's tenseless, past or present, we're invalid Consider yourself a lyric in this death ballad
Hook: -Wasted yeah Get hit by the slugs drugs in war zone -Wasted Lose your sense against these streets where I roam -Wasted yeah Invading the space of your dome of your home -Wasted In the fields we live and die our minds gone Wasted yeah Wasted