The worlds got some plans for me, courthouse, jails and factories.
Black and whites on the street, for me, for me.
I see my place in American waste, faced with choices I can't take.
American waste, American waste, on my own, I see my fate.
On my own, on the way out, small enough its all spelled out.
I know what I see what I want the doors are closed in this maze.
I see my place in American waste, faced with choices I can't take.
American waste, American waste, on my own I see my fate.
Boredom looks for its kicks Going down on death.
I see it coming, I can't do anything.
Not for me, not for me, I won't end up in the heap.
I want out, I'm free, burning, burning.
I see my place in American waste, faced with choices I can't take.
American waste American waste On my own I see my fate.
