You stumble around so adorably yet sorrowfully. By your hands, I suffer through the hardships of odoriferous death. For you, prostrating yourself so modestly, so economically, there are only inexcusable excuses
It started with carelessness…that’s what you were created by. This is your dispatch point. Well, there’s some bad luck involved. So many things are regrettable I’ll notice it in the nooks and crannies soon, those present in this world decided as unsettlеd. But really, is this enough? Or is it insufficient? Whеn you take away the lottery the births of all children whether they be the Son of Man or anyone else, are isolated and helpless

THIS IS LIFE (WOW)
To the lowest of the victims, offer love
To the lowest of the victims, offer love
To the lowest of the victims, offer love
To the lowest of the victims, offer love. I want to offer it, but—

SUCK IT UP
SUCK IT UP
SUCK IT UP
SUCK IT UP

SUCK IT UP
SUCK IT UP
SUCK IT UP
SUCK IT UP