[Intro]
...And then, he came into the library and shot everyone around me. And then, he put a gun to my head and asked if everyone wanted to die
[Hook]
Gook boy
[Verse 1: Quangou]
He sits in his room when the river turns grey
Spits on the tombs, what the other one say
A misfit, not a goon, from the country of rice
A slice would be nice, wants a piece of the prize
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Quangou]
He sits in his room when the river turns red
Too pissed at the tombs from the voices of dead
They talk in his sleep, they say it's better in there
Retreat to dimensions with the ghost that don't care
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Quangou]
He sits in his room where the river turns blue
Notice that changeable played for a new
Clarity of thinking, he was content with himself
Tired of the whippings inflicted to self
[Hook]