~This siccness is getting to me~
~causin' me to hate, to rhyme, and to ploy visciously~
~With one care in the world, not a care about life~
~a care that's grown strong, the only care's for my wife~
~People speaking, they start preaching~
~they're thinking their teaching, well all their doing is screaching~
~vocal chords begin' to rumble, like a volcano ready to explode~
~something ready to implode~
~Anger beginning to flair~
~But in the end, it receeds like a nightmare~
~People accuse me of enjoying life, rhyme, and almost anything~
~the problem with that is that I hate life, I hate rhyme, and I will never try to sing~
~Fuck it, the truth is, I hate being a human being~
~I hate being alive~
~But still... how the fuck do I manage to thrive~
~Can anybody fill me in?...~
~causin' me to hate, to rhyme, and to ploy visciously~
~With one care in the world, not a care about life~
~a care that's grown strong, the only care's for my wife~
~People speaking, they start preaching~
~they're thinking their teaching, well all their doing is screaching~
~vocal chords begin' to rumble, like a volcano ready to explode~
~something ready to implode~
~Anger beginning to flair~
~But in the end, it receeds like a nightmare~
~People accuse me of enjoying life, rhyme, and almost anything~
~the problem with that is that I hate life, I hate rhyme, and I will never try to sing~
~Fuck it, the truth is, I hate being a human being~
~I hate being alive~
~But still... how the fuck do I manage to thrive~
~Can anybody fill me in?...~