Grey landscapes filled with waste And I don't mean the material kind Your teachings of philanthropy Mean nothing in a world full of lies I'd sooner kill all of you around me Than be subjected to your bullshit Day in, day out, dead days run rampant Joy's taxed away before I even see it And all your dreams, hopes and goals Fuck them, I don't care, fuck them, I don't care What do I think about your life right now? Fuck you, I don't care, fuck you, I don't care I wish that none of your goals will come true I wish your life would end in front of you Fuck everything you've ever done, I hate you I'll throw a disco at your funeral
Too long have I set aside my thoughts Too long have I suffered for your pleasure I've watched you all, sick to the core Your kids, scars on this landscape And fuck your mindless alcohol reliance Fuck your systems, fuck this love Transparent and material Your world's fucking dead to me
Death can't come soon enough Especially when you're around me Your words mean nothing at all And you're worth even less Now I lie unveiled With only one request To stay the fuck away from me Before my pain becomes your problemTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
