Good To The Last Rot Lyrics

Useless Pieces Of Shit Good To The Last Rot

My body’s aching,
my mind’s running wild,
my lungs are burning,
no teeth left to smile.
My skins infected,
my leg’s bent and bruised,
my eyes are nearsighted,
I think I’ve been abused.
I did it to myself.
I can’t blame no one else.
I didn’t think long enough,
to consider my own health.
I don’t wanna care,
don’t want responsibility.
I just want to live my life
to the fullest it can be.
My stomach’s aching,
my hair’s falling out.
My ears are ringing.
I think maybe I’ve died!