Alright, I thought I made it clear now
I do not want the part
did someone slip some gay juice in your water?
I cannot act in this school play 
Satan is saying "NO" 
and f.y.i he is the one who runs this show 

I checked my reflection on funeral parlor's window 
seems like I'm always out here grieving 
I look like a mortician who just took his best friend in
I hate myself when it is raining

check out my mask of concern 
I can make it disappear 
it must be something in the air like magic! 
Now I'm not a sight for sore eyes
maybe a little too much for you? 
Just close your eyes while reality unfolds before you.
I'll cut you open like a fucking piñata!