Get up early, go to work everyday it's getting worse just another fucking slave just a fucking slave i gotta quit, i fucking hate this place don
Belly up in sand, without your fucking head the cycle just continues, till everybodys dead all the fucking fighting it doesnt make sense to me people
Watch the left, while they cut throats with the right its all just smoke and mirrors now and nobodys safe were all just blind and were fed all these
Murder your TV kill yourself murder your tv slit your fucking wrists i wont be tuning in cause i cant stomach the bullshit making ugly people perfect
Praying for tragedy and hope for the worst i love when shit goes wrong, cause it feels good when it hurts things never go right so just get use to
dont amount to shit your bullshit rants dont work on me im sick of hearing it dollar signs and pseudo fame is what your all about your blown up head
