How Low
BRIAN ANDREW LEISER, HUGH THOMAS MORGAN, MARK WILLIAM REID
How low are you willing to go
Before you reach all your selfish goals
Punch line after punch line
Leaving us sore, leaving us sore
Absorbed in your ill hustling
Feeding a monster, just feeding a monster
Invasion after invasion
This means war, this means war
Someday you'll be up to your knees
In the shit you see
All the gullible that you mislead
Won't be up or it
Where to, will you relocate
Now that it's war, now that it's war