Well I fell
Outta the sky like a piece of cosmic debris
I wasn't meant for big things, (*##$, they were meant for me

Vicious, malicious, like a dog in heat
I've got more bite than a shark, I've got more bark than a tree
Don't gotta try to decide, won't comply with your lies

Or the knives, or the gun that you hold
Pack more heat than the sun, on the run for the fun
Won't grow up, baby, won't grow old


And hate is a strong, strong word
But I'd love it if you'd $#&@ing die

That's all I wanna know; how l-l-low will you go?
And can you blame me for getting high?
It's a sad, sick state of the union, my friend

And it's making me sick inside
Put the pills on my bill, give me an MRI
Cause baby, I'm so ill that I could die


You can't expect me to say I don't remember the drought
When the wells of your heart ran dry, and the blood in my veins ran out

Now it's impossible to say just what this rhyme's all about
I'm juxtaposing these words and just a-spittin' 'em out
Mad as hell at the world, and I'm not gonna take it

You expect me to love it, and if not then to fake it
All I wanna do is learn to obliterate it
And what hurts me the most is that I helped you all make it

I won't try and justify the way we're runnin' amok
Society's a visage, and I can see that we're stuck
With the mess that we've made, and now we've squandered our luck

I don't know what to do, all I can say is we're $#&@ed

Hate is a strong, strong word

But I'd love it if you'd $#&@ing die
That's all I wanna know; how l-l-low will you go?
And can you blame me for getting high?

It's a sad, sick state of the union, my friend
And it's making me sick inside
Put the pills on my bill, give me an MRI

Cause baby, I'm so ill, I could mother$#&@in' die

Well I'm

Leavin' cause I'm feelin' like it's finally time
To seal the deal if it breaks my spine
To right what's left like a horizontal line

To ascend to descend to amend what's mine
To hone my bones, my mind sublime
To bide my time 'til we turn this tide

To be free to agree we should see the sky
To uncage my rage and let my fury run blind


And hey
Hate is a strong, strong word
But I'd love it if you'd $#&@ing die

That's all I wanna know; how l-l-low will you go?
And can you blame me for getting high?
It's a sad, sick state of the union, my friend

And it's making me sick inside
Put the pills on my bill, give me an MRI
Just need the skill and the will to be euthanized

I'm gonna kill 'til I'm filled, don't gotta try-y-y
Cause baby, I'm so ill, I could mother$#&@in' die


I'm so fly
Baby, I'm so fly
I'm so fly

I'll OD on LSD and paint the sky