Текст: Frenzal Rhomb. Coughing Up A Storm. Fraud.

Why can't you see you shouldn't have
generated all this bullshit while you had the chance
The power that you have is such a waste
Don't try to extend your hand
'cause all I've got to tell you
Is that I don't give a fuck

It's such a Fraud
it is such a fr-orrrrrrrrd

When something hits you in the face
maybe you would notice if it hit
below the waist
Perpetuate the tired and backward taste
Don't try to extend your hand
'cause all I've got to tell you
Is that I don't give a fuck