Paroles: Social Control. Other. Bad Trip.

"PICK IT UP!", do you think I am troubled youth?
we share the blame but who are you,
I've been so fucked up now I can't see nothing,
FUCKEN TEEN, seventeen don't you know it's all a scene,
they won't stop now IT JUST WON'T STOP!

Everything to come along, anything to come about,
then the cops come, and they put a stop.
They won't play they will say fuck around
and you'll get laid down by the side walk,
cause that's our way.

[Chorus:]
It's a bad trip in our minds,
It's a bad trip we don't care,
It's a bad trip in our lives,
It's just corruption everywhere,
It's our conscience it's not there,
because our lives bent it's just not fair,
It's just corruption in our lives.
These feeling everywhere "GO!"

Going put a stop to that image and acting,
slowly stunned, sober but drunk,
all these thoughts keep on reminding
they won't stop till I "PICK IT UP,PICK IT UP!."
Look at your and the way that your acting
you're not dumb but you're always hectic
It's the time now smoke the DRO,
it's your turn what you going do?