The Pietasters - Crime Lyrics

My mom asked to film my suicide
Sent her to a mental home
I'm the devil and the king of lies
Had sex on your telephone

refrain:
Bad push, shake me
You can't get through me
I've built a fortress up around me mind
Tell you just how the meaning works out
I close my thrill enjoy a life of crime

Spinning down the halls of school so high
That's the only way to be
Makes it easier to realize
All the crap they're trying to feed

refrain