I've been rolling through the suburb in a fresh coffin
Makin' fun of all your lovers and your next of kin
Death knells are ringing through your deadpan
Apathetic baby brother feeling less than
Eye for an eye
On your left hand
Like I'm never gonna die
But I'm a dead man
Eye for an eye
On your right hand
Knuckles punching through the sky
Doing handstands
See me rollin through the suburbs burning down again
Driving circles, roundin' corners like the rest of them
Wedding bells are ringing through your deadpan
Psychopathic baby brother feeling less than
Eye for an eye
On your left hand
Feel like I'm never gonna die
But I'm a dead man
Eye for an eye
On my right hand
Knuckles punching through the sky
Doing handstands