I’m not awake

But I’m not dead

The drugs are late

Lost my money again



They never gave you anything…

You'd think you get the fucking point…

I'll live right through the fucking guilt…

I see the point but I can’t find a way to get though this fucking alive!



I’m not all right

But I’m ok

I’m not all right

But I’m ok



All hale the pessimists

All hale the anarchists

All hale the rest who never gave a motherfucking shit

It’s killing season

Time to celebrate

What better way to rid the world of all the walking waste



What I say is

I’ll show you something

A middle finger with a barrel and it's fuckin' cocked

I got a new way

So you can fuck yourself

Kill a motherfucker, all that I think about

Yeah!



I’m not all right

But I’m ok

I’m not all right

But I’m ok



Sometimes you gotta voice your event

Or your better off dead, you’ll lose your fucking mind!

Sometimes, you gotta look at yourself

See the world inside out, and scream it out loud



Motherfucker! Kill that motherfucker! Kill that motherfucker and it’s all that I think about!

Mother! Kill that motherfucker! Kill that motherfucker cause we all gotta scream out loud!



I’m not all right

But I’m ok

I’m not all right

But I’m ok



I’ve found the easy way to die

Just educate myself and pretend all I’ve learned comes true

And yet I Know that all I’ll lose is you



Have you ever lost something that never seemed to have a face at all?

It just screams out loud

It always cures the pain that would never leave

And causes even more

It just screams out loud



And. Never. Goes. Away.



Fuck!



Motherfucker! Kill that motherfucker! Kill that motherfucker and it’s all that I think about!

Motherfucker! Kill that motherfucker! Kill that motherfucker!






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