Bye, Imbecile! Lyrics

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!