I wish I gave a fuck no I don't care So extra with your weak shit fuck the lames I'm nothing like you I'm bringing, slow death The maggots rot my brain make me insane Slow death, slow death The pictures on my wall look all the same Sweet dreaming, like me Keep bleeding, slow death Slow death, slow death I hate all the things you love to do, poor you And don't think bout the past, it's behind you Suffocating not my place no face, no trace You're complicated I just need to worry about me Yeah I need to think about me Fuck the population Man, I hate to see We're so damn heartless They don't not give a fuck about you I didn't ever think of what to do Yeah I ain't coming home, baby never coming home, yeah Bullet in my dome, I ain't ever gon' to rome Pull up at the show, it aint even my show I don't wanna go, baby never coming home I wish I gave a fuck no I dont care So extra with your weak shit fuck the lames I'm nothing like you I'm bringing, slow death