go away break my rusted chains,
driving in the board way lane messed up in all lanes.
what about the doctors with pills that they supply,
just some sort of movie full of scars you lie!
scream bitch its just a way out of your dream,
your awake in this world but its not what you must seem.
poor your beer speak real soft its about to get unreal,
ouch I must of wrote a sickening poem tonight,
bout time the soul of mine got one thing just right.
meow meow put the cat down you fucking mental case,
he likes you in the highest heels and the whitest purest lace.