Letter to Skum

I am mad Mad The way you think I am I've got the paperwork to prove it You've got the peer reviewed Anecdotes to prove it If we all agree then it's true Isn't it You may think that you're saner than me If that can be power I'll get what I can take I'll get what I can take Did you learn Learn Or were you born a fool Where were you when everybody was at school How many years old can you have the ugly kid blues still How do you lose a job where you spill Garbage on your shoes You may think that you're smarter than me You'll never know the power of fucking for money Fucking for money Money Money Money So I've had Had Some scumbags in my life Now I know to counter threats With a physical knife Now I know when I need help I'll have to kill myself It's better than quietly Begging for it You may think that you've been hurt by me But if you cross me now You'll know that you were lucky Know that you are lucky Lucky Lucky Lucky