oh nothing like a good bad mood like **** the moment and **** you too yeah you made plans, all make pretend all of your friends have abandoned you! always a downer enough with the frowns and talking about death n' stuff people won't stay then you really can't blame them when being around you ****ing sucks this shit's synthetic, fans sympathetic, a rhetoric fetish hands wet red with the blood from the severed heads, ***** who's keeping count when the trends all diminish? all about the finish, no journey damn, who hurt you? no, who hurt me? calling out for answers hiding behind laughter boy, you're gonna crash and burn, we're worried! and now you're hyper paranoid hating all the thing you used to enjoy think I've grown quite tired of all the noise don't ask me how I've been, it's all the same pissing in the wind again find me in the dark, dancing in the rain all about theatrics and evil listening to music made for sad people