John, I want a divorce John? Spent the last years planning on my great ascension But in the end I ended up with bullets in my skull All I wanted was to preach and make some sense to heaven But it doesn't matter now as I am down below John told me that I shouldn't let my heart be troubled They called me humble, even though i'm the reason for trouble Popping bubbles, I put all my emotions on shuffle Stumble across a red cross, now I know I'll struggle Yeah, feeling exhausted Overthinking, overdrinking, speedrun to the coffin Express my rage like I was located in boston Often been on vacations, skating in a moshpit Low and behold, I always end up with the bad ending Try my hardest to convince to them I'm transcending But what can I do to make it and then pass my spendings? Low and behold, I will not surpass my goal of getting The good ending Nah, I won't, nah, I won't, nah I won't, nah, I won't, nah, I won't, nah, nah, nah, nah