This is where it ends



These half-asses cliche suicides

are getting old and getting under my skin

These rich degenerates and cocaine whores

have worn their welcome out

and worn my patience razor thin

They breed like rats

and laugh their way through life

and spread a plague of useless and pathetic trends

Now every tear you cry is drawing flies

but that's just fine 'cause listen up, son



This is where it ends



You piss your sorry life away

I pray each day for floods

to wash the bullshit back to where it bred

Don't cry to me when all is lost

to self-inflicted holocaust

'cause now my pity's buried with the dead

I'll force you to drown

I'll force you out

I'll show your face unto the world

and every dying jinky friend

Now dry those sunken eyes

You chose to make this hell your life

Now listen up, son



This is where it ends