Direct my blame and hold out for fame
Play the game it puts me to shame
Broken craters and skint waiters
Ye f*ck this I'll see you later
No cult feelings never change
Leaves you feeling so sick and estranged
Knock down the door and smash out the lights
Run into the night never be seen again
Killing spree it calls out for me
And I'll start it on the count of one, two, three
F*cked and jaded constipated
Don't you tell me life's been wasted
I can't carry the weight hope you meet your fate
Won't unlock the gate thought you were my mate
Look liars up for hire
Don't give a f*ck your talk is dire
Killing spree it calls out for me
And I'll start it on the count of one, two, three
F*cked and jaded constipated
Don't you tell me life's been wasted