It's amazing to me of how much of an asshole I can be, or actually, how much of an asshole I was. I look back and wonder why I ended up liking the people I've liked, and for one person in particular, this is for you: How do you get your sleep at night? Cause look how things have gotten How many feelings can you steel? Ha ha you're dead When your ship is going down Haha you're dead Haha you're dead Ahhh... how immature. But I could give a rat's ass. That's the luxury of not giving a shit, you phoney pile of shit. One more person to add to the rage.
Haha you're dead
3:44 p.m.//10.07.04
How did you get your noose so tight?
Like chewing on tin foil, it's so much fun
Gonna be dead before you're gone
And I'll be happy so I won't pretend
And I'll be cheering when you're going down
And I'll be laughing
I'll be laughing
Gotta be part of your appeal
I can see through you cause you're wearing thin
Like chewing on tin foil once again
And I'll be cheering when you're going down
And I'll be laughing
I'll be laughing
And I'm so happy
In loving memory
Of your demise
I'll go out and paint the town
Ha ha you're dead
Ha ha you're dead
Ha ha you're dead
The joke is over
You were an asshole
And now you're gone
As your ship is going down
I'll stand by and watch you drown
You're gonna be dead
And just remember what I said
Ha ha you're dead
Ha ha you're dead
Ha ha you're dead
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