what to say?
what to think?
what to wear ?
what to hear?
are you supposed to tell how am i supposed to be?
i dont care about your law
i dont care about your feelings
maybe im too dumb to know maybe im too fucked to care
maybe im just another dumbass just right straight into the wrong way
i know i am a big bastard
and ive proclaimed myself as god
the only thing why i keep goin
its cuz i can do more that all those fuckers who had told i just suck
just a buzzard eatin corpses
ideas of the rotten ones
quite enough im pretty fine
walking through the stairs of hell
waitin the moment to come
and forget all that i know