Death, murder, mayhem, no one is invincible
Death, murder and mayhem
Push me to the brink and they got me debatin'
Death, murder and mayhem
Pushed to the front line
I hate life 'cause I hate my boss
I'd walk off the job, can't take the loss
Paranoia that he might lay me off
I promise to God, someday, he's gonna pay the cost
I dream about killing
Pushed to the front line
Come on
I dream about killing sometimes
Booze, weed, pills, nothing helps unwind
I'm done trying to find sunshine
I could be a internet punchline by lunchtime