not an ounce of sadness or truth in what you feel sacrifice your sorrow for a shot at any deal careful not to actually bleed from your heart not that you can drain much from an empty fake is it just me or does everything reek with the stench of mediocrity is it just me or does everything seem to s** no matter how hard i TRY. TO. FORGIVE IT JUST CAN'T SEEM. TO. BELY THE FACT THAT YOU. ARE. A fu*kING WASTE OF LIFE!! recycling the talent of a god compared to you new york city digs it so it must be something true truth be known it's how we've felt the rape of our spirit you have taken all the fire from the fight you lousy who*e s**ing up your table scraps for no more than a day manufactured bruises and the shallowness to say oh, how hard it's been on you and your pa**ion i'll try to remember that, as i'm burning down your mansion is it just me or does everything reek with the stench of mediocrity is it just me or does everything seem to s** no matter how hard i TRY. TO. FORGIVE IT JUST CAN'T SEEM. TO. BELY THE FACT THAT YOU. ARE. A fu*kING WASTE OF LIFE!! so this is the cross you have to bear so this is the sh** you sling at us you're just a poseur built to fail and fail you will you're just a poster boy for mediocrity! come collecting favors and there's nothing for you left eating from the garbage seems the pastime you were meant for all the soulless lies coming through the radio we'd all agree that you should (blow yourself away) it seems no matter how hard i... it seems no matter how hard i... it seems no matter how hard i... TRY. TO. FORGIVE IT JUST CAN'T SEEM. TO. BELY THE FACT THAT YOU. ARE. A fu*kING WASTE OF LIFE!! you're just a poster boy for mediocrity! you're just a poster boy for mediocrity!