[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]