oi oi tch nani suru baka why is everyone so fake you keep trying to test fate I am here to do my job stop moaning and whining sob sob to young to die? tell god I'm not the complaint department I'm here for your soul give it up it's your time to die just croak already life has become so boring to hell and back thats my life story wait for a new jack the ripper he knew how to have fun a little old school get rid of them guns one alice two alice three alice four ever alice knocks on heavens door i pick my scythe and get ready to swing its such a shame your not on my list do i ever feel bad nah braindead girls in the pits of hell i heard organs sell what you do to get down here
