| God, my eyes were wide… an open casket smile |
| You were never liked at all, and I’m fucking glad you’re gone |
| You would rip off, a pervert jackoff, big talk-no show |
| Broken back bone |
| You never looked better, dead and gone |
| I never felt better, you’re dead and gone and… |
| I wish I would have done, what nature finished first |
| I’d done it with my hand, then left and shot myself |
| You never looked better, dead and gone |
| I never felt better, you’re dead and gone and no more bother |
| I never lose sleep, I don’t regret a thing |
| Believe me when I say, I’m fucking glad it’s over |
| The praising of a higher hate |
| Don’t doubt a fucking word |
| The darkest month, the darkest month is here |
| When you can’t move so freely |
| Chill out, detox, rehab, clean out |
| I can’t watch, I can’t bear it |
| I just want to hang myself |
| Chill out, detox, rehab, clean out |
| I committed a felony, I never had much trouble before |
| First time offender |
| But I got put through the ringer |
| And my bank account shrunk a lot |
| They set an example, however |
| There’s not a chance, no way through me |
| You’ve never forgiven, exploited in dirt, it bothers you, it tortures you |
| One more plight, left in life, shoot me dead, in the head |
| Catch me if you can… |
| Never touch me, never come near me |
| You’re a punk, a bunch of words, not one percent |
| You’re found out… if you were me, you’d be in luck |
| But you’re not, so you suck |
| Show me a dollar, I’ll show you no heart |
| Show me a heart, and I’ll show you my eyes |
| Wrong inside |
| Given the inch, crippled a mile, the pull of the dragon, the pull of the drug |
| I can’t see what the big fucking deal is?! |
| No repentance, no respect, blown up eyes, blown up skies! |
| I cann’t see what the big fucking deal is?! |
| And I cannot wait till the love is a fuck… |
| Back to the world, the tourniquet knot is slipping apart |
| Bones left to pick, they radiate and splinter away |