Paleface Swiss Don't You Ever Stop
For the cursed ones, go
In the shadows of despair
There's a chorus of complaints
Whispers of discontent like a thunder in their brains (Shadows of despair)
Lost in a world of noise, where misery collides (Chorus of complaints)
A symphony of grievances
The vulgar tongues behind shadows will speak
A profane ballet for wicked and weak
Tapestry of curses, a toxic spree
Theatre of damnation, where they revel in glee
I'm not sure if I stuttered but I want you
I really want you to go f..cking di-i-i-i-ie, bitch
Lost in thе void
And clock's ticking, time decays
Wherе darkness sways
A wasteland of complaints, a soul's decay
In the heart of the chaos where demons play
f..ck
I don't f..cking get why all of us f..cks are complaining about everything
Even though we're living in peace
And we have everything that we really would f..cking need
I don't f..cking get it
Don't you ever stop?
And don't you ever stop?
Don't you ever stop?
Don't you ever stop?
Don't you ever stop?
Don't you ever f..cking stop?
Don't you ever f..cking stop?
Don't you ever f..cking stop?
Don't you ever f..cking stop and shut up your f..cking mouth?
Don't you ever stop?
For the cursed ones
