One more time, motherfucker ! Everybody hates me now, so fuck it Blood's on my face and my hands, and I Don't know why, I'm not afraid to cry But that's none of your business Whose life is it? Get it? See it? Feel it? Eat it? Spin it around so I can spit in it's face I wanna leave without a trace
'Cuz I don't wanna die in this place.