Mastermind the demise of this tragedy
Take those pills just to keep you busy
My father's dead as least he is to me and
I'm as ugly as I wannabe
Wasn't supposed to make it past twenty two so
Why the f*ck should I try to impress you paranoid,
Dramatic going straight to hell
Stuck in a sentence of a personal cell
Drop it, just forget it you're never gonna get it
No more over apologetic or desperately pathetic
Hey Jane, how's the parasite?
Boy's lucky he's still alive
Remember the complex you crucified?
F*ck you all and your contrived little lives
None of us can kept a word we said
Put a bullet in the back of my head
Meaningless reality to disavow
You dirty little liar are you happy now