+See You Next Tuesday 3:20
-Lyrics- Whoa! Shut It Down
I'm so sick of the fights, so sick of your mouth - I know where you live and I see where you sleep.
So let's settle this here and now, I'm not wasting away my life because you don't like what I have to say.
Sorry I'm not just like you.
Who are you again?
Remind me, because I don't care.
I hope you like this; I really hope you do.
I hope you like it as much as getting your face busted in with a hammer.
You are done destroying lives.
Everyone will suffer.
I have given up on you.
So who the fuck do you think you are?
You will learn to breathe through a straw.
So do as the world a favor; pull your bottom lip over your face and swallow.
I don't mean any disrespect, but I hope you are buried alive.
Your world is about to come crashing down.
Everyone will suffer.
-Lyrics- See You Next Tuesday
I said run.
And you won't be able to see me because you'll be bleeding from the eyes.
The thought of your genitals makes me sick and I bet you could fit five cocks up that ass.
Why don't you just strap a mattress to your back?
These are the last days of the rest of your life.
Next time I want a better excuse - dropped like a bad habit.
I wash my hands of you all.
My slate is clean.
And I'll be smiling all the way to the bank.
Face down, ass up; I want to destroy something beautiful.
By the end I want everyone dead.
By the end I'm going to be the only one standing.
Not even your children are safe.
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