Don't ask me what's in my head, don't pretend like you give a sh**
Don't ask me why I look so sad, cause ill be happy when your f*cking dead
Who the hell do you think you fool? can these games f*cking end?
And what the hell do you think you gain, pretending that we're friends?
I haven't figured out your f*cking cause, but its not genuine
And when the truth comes out in the end, I think ill cut off your head
And ill be f*cking happy, when your f*cking dead, and I'll f*cking smile, when your f*cking dead