Vile

What can I say? I cozied up to the bitch
I had a mega sales pitch, I was a darling in a ditch
Hit with a wild pitch
Now he walks around with an odd twitch
Even the brightest smiles look stark
Red and white lights turned pitch dark
Too many helping hands in America
From murky water full of fucking sharks

Life ain't matter, it's a damn feeling
If you're busy dying, then I guess you're kneeling
I hate the roof, I hate the ceiling
Everything vile is worth revealing

Life ain't matter, it's a damn feeling
If you're busy dying, then I guess you're kneeling
I hate the roof, I hate the ceiling
Everything vile is worth revealing

Life ain't matter, it's a damn feeling
If you're busy dying, then I guess you're kneeling
I hate the roof, I hate the ceiling
Everything vile is worth revealing

Life ain't matter, it's a damn feeling
If you're busy dying, then I guess you're kneeling
I hate the roof, I hate the ceiling
Everything vile is worth revealing

Isn't it my one right to be alive?
Time is one big fucking test drive
What a time to be deprived
I'm so jolly, I could take a nosedive