"I wanna k** every member of Blood On The Dance Floor
Cut 'em up and let my dogs eat their flesh for days
f** taking names, I'll cut your ugly face off and wear it while I bang your ugly girlfriend
I wanna die
I wanna f**ing smoke all the cigarettes in the world and die
I want to die
I want to be buried in a toilet
I wish every single cat in the world would fall in a sewer and drown
All cats must die
Praise God for small traces of mercury found in tuna
I wanna fly in a plane and take a huge sh** on this f**ing world
I think I'm gay, some days I just wanna rot away
I wanna crawl in an old woman's vagina and just fall asleep
Dogs s**, family s**s, candy s**s
Put me in the ground I don't really give a f**
Every show on TV is terrible, wish I would have been born Amish
Every merch design for The Plot In You has s**ed up until the last 6 months
f** homeless people, f** 'em all, f** your mom, I wouldn't f** your mom
I don't even wanna f**in' do a vocal swell
This is the build up to the stupid breakdown aannnnddd
RAAAAAAPPPEEEEEE
This song s**s
This song s**s
Hold on tightly brother, I'm doing everything that I can do to keep you here with me, to keep your heart beating"