You say that you love it so much. The words that they say and the music that they make. You re just a fucking fake, so don t think they re yours. You cry to their songs, I cry tears of fucking hate because you don t deserve to be touched with the message. It goes over your head. You say the world hates you. Well for the first time ever I can say you re right.

Placing a claim on all their fame, they aren t the sellouts you are. Thank you for killing something that was once beautiful.

To me you re just a loser. Wanting all that my crew and I have. If we spat in your face you d wipe it off and say this is the next big thing . It must really suck to be you, without your own thoughts and a fake soul. Was it worth it? If there is such a thing as another chance, in the next life...live your own life.