Mourn Bye, Imbecile!
Thank you for your advice
Let me get inside my car
Is there anything else
You want to laugh at?
You put too much of yourself
Mantaining me occupied
You wrote an infinite essay
Out of the fight
Reading your last statement
All I understand is BOREDOM
Hours complaining
Demanding me to stand still
And I want nothing in the morning
And nothing in the night
Nothing to do, nothing to tell
Nothing to worry about
Goodbye!/Good night!
Goodbye!/Good night!
Goodbye!/Good night!
Goodbye!/Good night!
