Bile Ura Fking Loser
Ura f..cking Loser: as i bake in this rancid oven that we call earth hard to breath thru filth and muck that rides our air all i taste the bile phlegm collects within feeling like shit again again again again URA f..ckING LOSER AND YOU ARE NOTHING never rise stuck within the depths of wich i dwell no way out feel i'll meet my maker soon i'm just waiting to die and take a different form i am cold smiling as hate keeps burning in my soul URA f..ckING LOSER AND YOU ARE NOTHING NOTHING you're a f..cking loser that's all that you'll be you are a f..cking loser not me YOU'RE A f..ckING LOSER AND YOU ARE NOTHING f..ck OFF YOU AINT SHIT
