Look at us, a reunion of all the outcasts
You mixed the antisocials with the polymaths
Utilized until euthanized, simply our way of life
Always scrutinized, because error's our line to suicide
Are we defined by decisions, since we're the Eye's ammunition
Making our manos muy sucio from their flawed intuitions
Is this the way that we're living, or do we pay the price
I'm just doing what I'm commanded to, I don't wanna die
The cries in the minds of the murderous bunch
As we strive to abide, we push on the hunch
That the mines near our minds are packing a punch
Should we act up, don't want to act tough
Don't wanna go nuts, when the bomb goes boom
It's the Headless Horseman hanging in his tomb
They just let the psychopaths on the loose
And they don't need to worry, because they're gonna blame you