pain, why do you love to suck! My life why do you look so dead
 kill me I'm a dope fiend do not touch me for I am unclean kill
 you television do it for god kill the corpse holding the cre-
 dit card screaming insects hail the queen welcome the killer
 home hold me close to your dead heart and let the rapist roam
 put your bloody hands on me whisper in my ear burning bodies
 keep us warm and have for a million years yeah mothe r fucker
 I'm high and I'm thankful just to be alive