Pick up the bottle I'm waiting outside
Oh I suppose that I'm gonna drive
You don't hear anything I say
It's because you got the mouthpiece anyway
You've got some stuff
It's undebatable
You feel important and I'm gonna let you have it sure
You cross the line
Now you're insatiable
Face in the mud
I didn't know
Power can get you so low
Tall as a tower
But you feel as small as a stone
It's all part of your tactics
To keep all the people you think that you own
Oh here we go
I'm trying to moderate
You throw some stereotypes at your friends
Like Pollock's paint
Cause you're so bored
Every day feels the same
Face in the mud i didn't know
Power would drive you insane
Tall as a tower
But you feel as small as a stone
It's all part of your tactics
To keep all the people you think that you own