• Surly you are kidding me
    What is this blasphemy
    Everyone saw you that morn
    And untill you pay i will moan

    That fatefull day, your fist struck
    The back of my head and i shouted "f***!"
    off flew my headphones
    then you tried to run and smashed them with your bones.

    Whyyy?! must you be so ignorant you fool
    Whyyy!? must you be such a tool
    Whyyy!? must my hate grow on and on
    oh wait thats right! Cause you'll deny everlong.

    you still threaten to beat on me
    even though weak is thee
    God himself is shurly ashamed
    Why'd he make you with such a small brain

    i hope a car hits your rich boy house
    i hope you get bitten by them mouse
    knifes better rain from the sky
    in all hopes i wish you'd die