Cruel World
Let me start by saying "Screw the world!"
All the people in it. Every boy and girl.
I'm forced to stand here and endure all this traumatizing stuff that's right outside my door.
All I see is nasty whores, and crazy methheads.
They would be better off dead.
Somewhere face down in a ditch. I'm makin' the bed.
I'm seeing red and it's been that way for awhile.
I got the heater next to me, bout to spark the lighter.
I'm about to clean this town.
That's just how I'm feeling now.
I don't see no good, nothing to make this angry face smile.
I guess I'll keep pushing on.
On to the next one. Fire up the good then pass it to me,
so I forget all about my worries.
I need it in a hurry, cause my mind is getting kind of scary.
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