What will you do when you're stripped down what will you do when you have nothing left you'll never step on me again no, you'll never hurt me again you should learn about the social graces an art for that you do not know yeah you know there must be a god He's in my outside he's in my outside I could murder I could k** there is something something inside of me I could murder I could k** there is something there is something
you're really ugly ugly on the inside much uglier than I am who do you think you're fooling where's your god? He's not on the inside you think that you're pure you think that you're on the right path I feel nothing but hate for you Oh God oh God I could murder I could k** there is something something inside of me I could murder I could k** there is something there is something