don't buy dope from the man you don't know
i don't know you won't
don't get stuck in his pickup truck
in arms reach, front seat
man, you're outta luck

flush it downstream
before its found, drowned, swimming in your blood 
stream
if you must, crush it up into dust
if you must cut it up then lie down

but i won't let you tell me
what i can't do
you'll try to scare me
but you're never gonna catch me
so don't you tell me how to run that race

don't make a sound, you never made a sound
don't chime in with your oppinion
you dont need to object, man, you're such a wreck

rush to find a pulse before
you're deep in the dirt
crushed by a cross like
jumping out of a moving train
coming down is such a pain

but i won't let you tell me
what i can't do
you'll try to scare me
but you're never gonna catch me
so don't you tell me how to run that race