You went to a party and drank lots of beer Instead of sleeping it off, you put your car in gear So I'm not sorry that you died in a crash You got what you deserved, you fucking piece of trash I'm glad you wrapped your car around a tree Instead of laying as much as a scratch on me I can't feel sorry. You dug your own grave Crushed by the impact, there's nothing left to save It's not fair to your family They're the ones that hurt when you're gone All the mourning, all the crying It's your fault that you're not alive Because you thought you were fine to drive It's not right to endanger others lives It's better you than them When you got behind the wheel I lost my ability to feel Sympathy for your death Saying otherwise would be a waste of breath I have no sympathy for your death Saying otherwise would be a fucking waste of breath It's natural selection. Survival of the fittest