White Tar

(álbum: The Bronx - 2003)

Baby's got cancer looking for the answer
She's got cancer, someone romance her

She was one of a kind

Now she's perfected
Living on all the lies they injected
Now she's infected
Staring at the scars that needed correction

It's not a habit she claims
She's got American eyes
Letting her body go
She's dead

Rejection looking for direction
Gimme picture, gimme reception

The clean smell of sin
She's nervous at the hips
The car's right outside and I'm ready to go

Infected
Living on all the lies she injected
Now I'm infected
Staring at the scars in need of correction

It's not a habit I claim
I got American eyes
Letting my body go
I'm dead

Got cancer looking for the answer
She's got cancer, someone romance her
She's got cancer looking for the answer

She was one of a kind

We got cancer looking for the answer
We got cancer looking for the answer
We got cancer looking for the answer
We got cancer looking for the answer
We got cancer looking for the answer
We got cancer looking for the answer