My abhoreence toward those people that I see around The way they act, the way they think, make me feel down I hate these kind of people, they can rot in hell Somehow, someway, I think they should be killed
These people get on my fucken nerves They deserve to die All they do is get in my fucken way Then to them I love to say and pray
I hope you die in a hotel fire I hope you die in a hotel fire I hope you die in a hotel fire