Get At Em lyrics

Not a whole lot, not a whole lot changes

I`m too many heartbeats a minute
My bed is sheet-twisted and I`m sleepless
My brain is baffled, boggled, and battle-fatigued
I`m my career, I`m radio static, I am my income, traffic, the car I drive
I`m panic and I need TV for my dreams
Seventh eleven seventh heaven
I`m green I want I need I want I need convenience
I am addicted I am six digits
Ambitions bloating I`m busy noisy
Infidelities to the dream I had of who I might to
I`m caffeinated and incorporated
Cog in the wheel of machinery
Naked aggressive, nightly newsish, and stress related
I`m crack cocaine and cholesterol
I play hard ball, I mean business and I`ve got a hard on for hate
What is a god and whose is this country
When it`s only chity me and mine
I see my life flash before me when I try to sleep
I am a product

Not a whole lot, not a whole lot changes
I can I...can...I...can
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