Some men hate and expect affection
Some men lie and demand the truth
Broken by obtrusive power
Transferred executive coward!
Some are innocent, weak and shallow
Seems like saints but dark and hollow
Punch right through their head
Ravage life and they fall dead!
Battered down the line of rust
Never knowing who to trust
Who to trust… who to trust
Some men drives into distraction
Associate with the wrong conduction
Seeing red in tunnel vision
Delusive hate, head-on collision
Some men never learn their lesson
Regurgitate, then eat some more
Terrified of the world outside
Punctured of others that lied
Battered down the line of rust
Never knowing who to trust
Who to trust… who to trust… no-one!