wonder what it was that made you this way. maybe
as a baby you dropped your rattle, and it still
rattles you to this day. you better practice your
evil looks in the mirror, they don't work on me.
slowly crawling up from the down low. the other
cops still call you "fatso". short fuse and a top
to blow. unhappy wife. shitty life. hit the
bottle. your whole world dropped from under you.
left you with sorry excuses. left you with
meaningless things to prove, like why you became a
cop. why did you become a cop? wonder what it was
that made you this way. maybe as a kid your toys
were taken away. and it still toys with you to
this day. you better practice your evil looks in
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/mDmthe mirror, they don't work on me. slowly crawling
up from the down low. the other cops still call
you "fatso". short fuse and a top to blow. unhappy
wife. shitty life. hit the bottle. your whole
world dropped from under you. left you with sorry
excuses. left you with meaningless things to
prove, like why you became a cop. why did you
become a cop? shut the fuck up. after my court
date, i'll forget about you. i'll tell my
cellmate. i'll forget about you. after the jail
break, i'll forget about you. after i'm through
singing this song, i'll forget about you, i'll
forget about you!