Kill Whitey
Mark Robinson, Terry Tolkin, Dave Park
Crawling
Always crawling to me
Look at my skin
Burning black and red
I don't need your money
Don't patronize me
It's so hard to look at you
It'd be easier if you were dead
Is no right thing
You just might set me off
Don't breathe too close to me
Far away is not enough
I know what you feel inside
You'd kill me if you had the chance
I feel it too
If I go, so do you
Burning, Burning, Black and Red
Crawling over me
So do you