Lyrics You're Better Off Dead - Children Of Bodom

You're Better Off Dead

What’s the matter with you?
Whatcha trying to do?
I’m wrecking my brain… I’ll never get it
Did I ever hurt you in any way
If I did then hear my apology — fuck you!
I’d give anything to batter you down
All the way to six feet under!
And why on earth should I stop
Until I see your fucking ass drop
Mind your own business and leave mine alone
To take a look in the real world for a sec
It’s a hell for heroes and heaven for fools
What makes you the luckiest bastard on earth
In the prejudiced mind you narrow yourself in
I’m the servant while you’re the king
Ohhhhhohh
Til' tomorrow is a better day to be
Ooohhohohoh
You’re better off dead than fucking with me!
Ohooohhoooh
What if there ain’t no tomorrow
Ohooohoho
(Well let me tell you) There wasn’t one today
Hey, if you like me so dare
So, I know why I stop
And the only one step right
And it’s raining flesh of death
Ohhhhhohh
Til' tomorrow is a better day to be
Ooohhohohoh
You’re better off dead than fucking with me!
Ohooohhoooh
What if there ain’t no tomorrow
Ohooohoho
(Well let me tell you) There wasn’t one today