(Hahaha)
(Watercolors... You know me!)
(Why you leaving?)
(Ya love me? We got everything we need)
(Could you learn to love me? Then why you leaving?)
(Thank you sir)

[Verse One: Godemis]
I read a lot of BS, when will it end?
Cause something blurred the line between enemies and friends
They type a lot and babble every detail to each other
When really no one gives a fuck about your favorite color
Or what the hell your musical influence is
You can update your status like, "we get it in."
But, nobody is special we all sucking wind
At the bottom of a bucket with a couple fucking ends
I don't tweet shit, as for your opinion, you can keep it
I live in purgatory and my mindset is deep six
Hanging from the rafters, chucking fucking raffle tickets
Kick it with a group of fags and they don't ask you where to stick it
The other day somebody said that we were well acquainted
I told em' I don't recognize you, sort of funny ain't it?
Don't take it personal, see I'm just going through a phase
And if not for IBZ I probably wouldn't even have a page
Come on!