I'm not awake, but I'm not dead
The drugs are late
Lost my money again
They never gave you anything
You'd think you'd get the fucking point
I'll live until I'm fucking killed
I see the point, but I can't find a way to get through this fucking mental hell
I'm not alright, but I'm ok
I'm not alright, but I'm ok
All hail the pessimists
All hail the anarchists
All hail the rest that never gave a motherfucking shit
It's killing season
It's time to celebrate
What better way than rid the world of all the walking waste?
Wanna see it?
I'll show you something—
A middle finger with a barrel and it's fucking cocked
I got a new way—
So you can fuck yourself
Kill the motherfucker
All that I think about, yeah
I'm not alright, but I'm ok
I'm not alright, but I'm ok
Sometimes you gotta voice your opinions or you're better off dead
You'll lose your fucking mind
Sometimes you gotta look at yourself
See the world inside out and scream it out loud
Kill that motherfucker...
Kill that motherfucker...
Kill that motherfucker...
And it's all that I think about
Kill that motherfucker...
Kill that motherfucker...
Kill that motherfucker...
Cause we all need to scream out loud
I'm not alright, but I'm ok
I'm not alright, but I'm ok
I've found the easy way to die
Just educate myself and pretend all I've learned's untrue
And yeah, I know that all I'll lose is you
Have you ever loved something that never seemed to have a face at all?
It just screams out loud, yeah
It always cures the pain that would never leave and causes even more...
It just screams out loud
But never goes away, yeah
Fuck!
Kill that motherfucker...
Kill that motherfucker...
Kill that motherfucker...
And it's all that I think about
Kill that motherfucker...
Kill that motherfucker...
Kill that motherfucker...
