Pick up the bottle I'm waiting outside Oh I suppose that I'm gonna drive You don't hear anything I say It's because you got the mouthpiece anyway You've got some stuff It's undebatable You feel important and I'm gonna let you have it sure You cross the line Now you're insatiable Face in the mud I didn't know Power can get you so low Tall as a tower But you feel as small as a stone It's all part of your tactics To keep all the people you think that you own Oh here we go I'm trying to moderate You throw some stereotypes at your friends Like Pollock's paint Cause you're so bored Every day feels the same Face in the mud i didn't know Power would drive you insane Tall as a tower But you feel as small as a stone It's all part of your tactics To keep all the people you think that you own