Damageplan f..ck You
Songwriters: Abbott, Darrell Lance; Lachman, Patrick A.; Taylor, Corey; Abbott, Vincent Paul;
Fuck you I'm through
I want nothing more from you
My sanity is wearing thin
Irate, I hate
You determined your own fate
Now everything is caving in
f..ck your power trip and
f..ck your attitude and
f..ck your bloated ego too
f..ck your history
Your tragedy, your misery
But most of all f..ck you
f..ck you, f..ck you, f..ck you
f..ck this, all of this
Bitch and moan and bleed and piss
Seconds away from goin' down
Go ahead and push me
Your fakery, your butchery
Is nothing compared to my hate for you
f..ck your apathy and
f..ck your empathy and
f..ck your nihilism too
f..ck your bitter pills
Take 'em all, you never will
But most of all f..ck you
f..ck you, f..ck you, f..ck you
f..ck you, f..ck you, f..ck you, f..ck you
Nothing changes, nothing fazes, nothing stays the same
Nothing changes, nothing fazes, nothing stays the same
You consulate, just a touch
Let myself be considered for themselves
Let's sit up
Hear that sound
It's not time to hang out
The summer eclipse doesen't exist
Don't watch it and hate the world
f..ck your power trip and
f..ck your attitude and
f..ck your bloated ego too
f..ck your history
Your tragedy, your misery
But most of all, motherfucker f..ck you
f..ck you, f..ck you, f..ck you
f..ck you, f..ck you, f..ck you, f..ck you
