Since a day ago I've been thinking
Better keep it to the weekend
There are better ways to be gone
And there are better things to die from
So lately I've been dreaming
That I never came to be
A waste of life yet I breathe
In the line of the speed
And I pass the time happily
So out of breath I can't speak
And in the drugs I thought I trust
Face the facts fly in dust
From what I've come to understand
From demon hours in Hibiland
Don't eat the food f*ck up the hand
The unimportance of the brand
Don't eat the food f*ck up the hand
Don't eat the food f*ck up the hand