Now I hate uhhrything and every human being and I don't know how to feel about it
And they say that to sing bout your issues it will bring, serenity But I doubt it
And I wish that my nightmare will take wings but my sky and my mind is too clouded
The destruction it brings, to represent your thing, so I prefer to simply shout it
Out of your mind and on top of that a slob
Congratulations Bob!
I bitch about drinks and I live to flash my bling, to this world that is getting more crowded
Now the sun is going down and its time to whore around but I don't get who went and allowed it.
What do you say when the neutronbomb drops?
Congratulations Bob!