BAM...I'd like to bash you in your head,
DAMN...I can't make sense of what you said,
MAN...its just the way its always been,
YEA...I guess I'm better off dead, yeah...
Dear God why do you people exist. I just can't take it anymore. You think your authority has any meaning to me? Do I look like I really care? At all? Even the slightest? No. I don't. Here's one for ya...GO AWAY. If you see I'm getting smaller, its because I just detonated a block of C4 under you and you're leaving me at high velocity. I'm sick of you pathetic preachers and hypocritic leaders. Why must you invade my area and tell me what I'm doing wrong? Are you out of your mother fucking mind? Why am I the way I am? Because I feel like it. I do what I do because I just don't really care what you think. I simply do what I please. Whether it offends you or not is your problem.
My freakin goodness I hate my world. Everyone claiming ignorance as a ticket to a happy life. Your love bands, so-called "harcore" punkette music, your WWJD bracelets. Fo Real jigga. Half Dollar and Little Chocolate Candies sure are hard core. Man they're ghetto, they talk about how their always the best and how much money they got and how many girls they have. How about I don't really give a shit. I'm going to wrap that hot topic spiked fake leather belt around your neck like a cilice and drag you across the interstate. Gah. Fine. I'm done now.
What follows is for my ex girlfriend. (thanks Joe)
WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?!?!?!
Could you really expect to screw around and not get pregnant? Seriously, I feel left out. I'm the only guy you went out with in the last 3 years who YOU DIDN'T FUCK. Girls are supposed to get pregnant. Its called the Circle of Life. It's how you were fucking designed. If anyone deserves to be smacked with a rotten fish, its you.
Goodbye. Concurrently, I go to be with my nightmares.
(I'm going to sleep)
DAMN...I can't make sense of what you said,
MAN...its just the way its always been,
YEA...I guess I'm better off dead, yeah...
Dear God why do you people exist. I just can't take it anymore. You think your authority has any meaning to me? Do I look like I really care? At all? Even the slightest? No. I don't. Here's one for ya...GO AWAY. If you see I'm getting smaller, its because I just detonated a block of C4 under you and you're leaving me at high velocity. I'm sick of you pathetic preachers and hypocritic leaders. Why must you invade my area and tell me what I'm doing wrong? Are you out of your mother fucking mind? Why am I the way I am? Because I feel like it. I do what I do because I just don't really care what you think. I simply do what I please. Whether it offends you or not is your problem.
My freakin goodness I hate my world. Everyone claiming ignorance as a ticket to a happy life. Your love bands, so-called "harcore" punkette music, your WWJD bracelets. Fo Real jigga. Half Dollar and Little Chocolate Candies sure are hard core. Man they're ghetto, they talk about how their always the best and how much money they got and how many girls they have. How about I don't really give a shit. I'm going to wrap that hot topic spiked fake leather belt around your neck like a cilice and drag you across the interstate. Gah. Fine. I'm done now.
What follows is for my ex girlfriend. (thanks Joe)
WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?!?!?!
Could you really expect to screw around and not get pregnant? Seriously, I feel left out. I'm the only guy you went out with in the last 3 years who YOU DIDN'T FUCK. Girls are supposed to get pregnant. Its called the Circle of Life. It's how you were fucking designed. If anyone deserves to be smacked with a rotten fish, its you.
Goodbye. Concurrently, I go to be with my nightmares.
(I'm going to sleep)
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