Vile

What can I say? I cozied up to the bitch

I had a mega sales pitch, I was a darling in a ditch

Hit with a wild pitch

Now he walks around with an odd twitch

Even the brightest smiles look stark

Red and white lights turned pitch dark

Too many helping hands in America

From murky water full of fucking sharks

Life ain't matter, it's a damn feeling

If you're busy dying, then I guess you're kneeling

I hate the roof, I hate the ceiling

Everything vile is worth revealing

Life ain't matter, it's a damn feeling

If you're busy dying, then I guess you're kneeling

I hate the roof, I hate the ceiling

Everything vile is worth revealing

Life ain't matter, it's a damn feeling

If you're busy dying, then I guess you're kneeling

I hate the roof, I hate the ceiling

Everything vile is worth revealing

Life ain't matter, it's a damn feeling

If you're busy dying, then I guess you're kneeling

I hate the roof, I hate the ceiling

Everything vile is worth revealing

Isn't it my one right to be alive?

Time is one big fucking test drive

What a time to be deprived

I'm so jolly, I could take a nosedive