Nothing in the world can satisfy you
But you won't give up and be like the rest
Nobody cares if you live or die
So you join the party called homicide

You never get caught 'cause you're too smart
Invisible boy, you can see in the dark
You're an urban guerrilla with no real cause
But to tear things down, finish things off

What's the point
Of living a 2-D life
You may as well blow up
Next step is genocide

Crazy Homicide, Crazy Homicide (revolution)
You got nothing, and nothing to say
Crazy Homicide, Crazy Homicide (no solution)

Nothing in the world can satisfy you
But you can't give up and be like the rest
Nobody cares if you live or die
So you join the party called homicide

What's the point
Of living a 2-D life
You may as well blow up
Next stop is suicide

Crazy Homicide, Crazy Homicide (revolution)
You got nothing, and nothing to say
Crazy Homicide, Crazy Homicide (no solution)
Don't give yourselves away

Crazy Homicide, Crazy Homicide (revolution)
You got nothing, and nothing to say
Crazy Homicide, Crazy Homicide (no solution)
Don't give yourselves away