(Verse 1)
My Fat Belly Is Full Like I Had A Food Coma
I'll Keep My Musical Projects As A Performer
I'm Tested Messed Up Freaked out And WreckedUp
You'll Be Sleeping On The Lawn Alone Until Dawn
So I'm The Unthroboxes Violating The Whole Laws
Kick The Door So We Can Bring It On And Restore
Sleep Alone In The Dark So I Can Finish The Words
Your Tasteless Doll Is Getting Eaten By The Birds
Manic Depression Is So Impressive
Next Time I'll Find Out Why Are They Feeling Depressive
Watching The Realistic Horror N Violent Movies
Beating Up Dead Dolls When I Use For The Killing
Purpose Of The Real Life Is Arrived N Deprived
Your Mouth Is Full Of Vinegar And Plain Flour
I Hate To Pray In Muslim
Break Your Heart Until You're Useless
Point To The View But Is Revealed
I Was Getting Chilled But I Can Feel The Cold Death
Take The Last Breath And Rearrange The Eyes
There's No Choice Because You Ruined My Device
I Can Smell Your Hair To Make Sure You're Cleaned
Deep Digging Up The Water I Plant The Seed
The Violent Scenes Are In The Video Tape
My Decisions Are The Same Things
Nothing But The Dynamite
I'll Eat You N The Halal Beef Taco It's Satisfied
I'll Give You No Chance In This Time I'm Miserable
Indestructive Bricks Are So Incredible
Don't Absorb Your Pain Like You're Feeling Better
I Lost It I Gave You A Letter
War Zoned Politics Of The Therapists
The Warrior Reports All Of The Even More Lyricists
Don't You Wanna Like Me But I Am Your Friend
I Haven't Met Before But Nowhere to Be Said
Musical Therapy Is The only Things Of Musical Stages
I've Ever Been Grown Up For A Long Time In Ages
Lifeless Is Unacceptable But Life Is Acceptable
The Couple Of Dead Dolls Are Compatible
I'm Unwilling To Suffer For No Reasons
Talking About The Way N The Seasons
Drinking Up Medication Of Your Blood Pressure
Getting In My Dream When I Went To The Mental Patient
Up The Electrical Stairs I'm Coming In
Open The Can And Then There Is Nothing In
Drowned In The Hot Spa For No Excuses
Proving Wrong Is A Reasonable Time To Be Refused
I Don't Care If I Put You In Big Trouble
I Got No Chance My Stomach Is Rumbling
Reality Lyrics Creatively Writing My Lyrics
My Next Obsession Is Making Me Feel Impressed
Expel You For No Reason But I Hate That
I'm So Frustrated Cos I Hate That
Causing Me Trouble Pain Fear And Stupid
I'll Scoop Your Teeth Out Until I'm Gonna Prove It
I Hate The Dirty Room I'll Turn It To A Clean Room
Here Comes The Tomb Raider Of Doom
Even Though I Even Know My Words Are Accepted
I Got One Left But I Didn't Know Where I Left It
I'm The One Who Is Coercive N The Selector
I Hope My Lyrics Are Getting Corrected