Lyric

We're gonna talk about nothing

You can't get my attention now

Don't waste your time pulling someone else

Into your days, into your life, into your world

Then I looked down on you badly

The same as you did my job

But now you don't exist in my world

Anytime, anywhere, you can go

No gas, no rock, no bed, no food, no light, no welfare

No care, no pill, no fight and no me

What you can enjoy, you can waste, you can buy

Your lie, your boy, your fashion, your joke, your ideology

Your god, your faith and literacy are just shit

Don't you sing my songs. Do suck your socks. Go fuck your soul

Don't sing my songs. Do suck your socks. Go fuck your soul

I guess you die behind the scene and rot away to rat feed

Don't you sing my songs. Do suck your socks. Go fuck your soul

Don't sing my songs. Do suck your socks. Go fuck your soul