Things were never easy from the start,
I'm sick of all that's happening right before my eyes,
It crushed me time and time again,
A promise kept waiting to fulfill,
But not for long I hope,
Cause I might just take another path
Yes, as you can see I'm not in a very good mood.
Indeed, you can say I'm feeling fucked up.
My oh my, what a really bad day it turned out to be.
Maybe I should stitch my parents mouth when they're asleep.
They've been talking too much today, they just don't know when to stop.
I mean one day, just one fine day, I would probably just kill them.
Chop them up, cook them, and feed them to the dogs.
Simple as it is.
