| Another "F" again I fret | |
| Another cocky hypocrite | |
| And another dirty look from a passer by | |
| Kiddy porn and lunatics and all the things that make me sick | |
| Another suicide from a sad rock star | |
| So get the fuck out of my face | |
| And disappear without a trace | |
| You annoying little prick | |
| I'll reach into my bag of tricks | |
| And pull out a hand grenade | |
| Your masochism fade away | |
| But I will not pull out the pin | |
| Cause that's mean | |
| With judgement day not far away | |
| You're surfing all your days away | |
| I don't know who to blame | |
| Is it me or is it you | |
| Violent death and viruses | |
| and lack thereof | |
| of consciousness | |
| Another shitty song on the radio | |
| I'll kick the teeth out of your face | |
| I killed the cat there's no more chase | |
| You push on me I'll push you back | |
| So come on girls | |
| let's go attack | |
| Cause this is it I've had my fill | |
| Don't find yourself inside a pill | |
| But I will not pull out my gun | |
| Cause I don't own one | |
| Why can't you just let me be |