This fucking rock, populated By self-obsessed cunts Nothing left to live for Nothing left for me Wishing the world was a better place A place it'll never be
This fucking rock Riddled with liars and whores Selfish egomaniacs I've nothing in common with you
Fuck this fucking rock I'm here by accident Just like the rest of you Blow this fucker up I won't miss a single one of you
Are these the words of A hopeless cynic or the eulogy Of a crushed romantic?