Have you heard the latest unattractive news? My life has been too long, the latest part is used I'm growing old, the mirror makes me scared I am the state-of-the-art living asshole The concentrate of boredom The concentrate all concentrates come from And I wish I was God, why can't I get what I want IT COULD BE WORSE, I'M QUITE OK THOUGH I'M IMPALED I'M CHOKING ON THE REMNANTS OF MY PAST LIFE BUT IT'S OK `CAUSE I'M NOT YOU I might as well share spit with some death angel But in case you wonder, I haven't got any time I don't know what to do So why don't I go fuck myself?