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 FUCKING 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 FUCKING 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 FUCKING LOSER AND YOU ARE NOTHING FUCK OFF YOU AINT SHIT