Jolly good, begone
Madness lingering
Every five minutes you draw to death again
Spill your fucking life
You fucking spill of life

You waste of life

Jumpstart that fucking car
Break all those peoples faces
Another sound of a crushed skull in the God damned street

You fucking waste of life

Another death is another start
In winning tragedy

Another death's another start
In winning tragedy
Whispered softly as you die and die and die and die again

Blood splettering and madness come only resets with your death
The scent of insides covers Manhattan
Your blood races with your excitement
The scent of insides covers Manhattan

Spir a poor bastard in his face gets you going again
Niko Bellic, you fucking waste
You poor excuse for a virtual life

Niko Bellic, you fucking waste of life
Niko Bellic, you fucking waste of time

Chaos is only the beginning
Follow me and I'll show you dysfunction