The ticking you hear is your life passing you by ... 

Do you feel you're not taken serious? 
That your input is [bad word] aside? 
That you can get no respect 
That people may even be laughing behind your back 
Does this make you question your self-worth? 
Well it should ... because you're worthless! 
Now take the case of the new-age cyco  [bad word] respect 
Taking whatever he wants, from wherever it is 

I've been thinking, so to speak 
Knees are shaking, tired and weak 
I've been wondering, who I am 
I've been wondering where I am 

Su casa es mi casa, porque estoy muy loco 

If you have one, I'll have one too 
Not another, the one I took from you! 
Add my numbers, add it up 
I guess I got it ... give it up! 

Su casa es mi casa, porque estoy muy loco 

Now you've had some time to think 

Why don't you look in the mirror, tell me what you see 
Nah not on the outside, look inside, deep inside 
The [bad word] ugliness 
Not the self-created coloured hair, piercings hanging out everywhere 
The stuff you try to cover up and deny 
So there's a reason for everything 
Now you let the reason out 
Rising up, I feel [bad word]  let 'em know it's time! 

I'm still wondering, why I am 
Coughing up blood, spitting up phlegm 
So much anger, hostility 
Biting and kicking, inside of me 
I'm fully cyco, partly hexed 
Makes me wonder, who is next 
You need not worry, about what I am 
But you better worry, about where I am! 

Su casa es mi casa 
No quieres chingar conmigo 

The ticking you hear is your life passing you by ...