FCK This World

Outside is storming again

I feel like everybody

Seems like it's hard to pretend

I got a storyline

"Live on Saturday night"

Man got his fears turn to bars on a comedy mind

I gotta switch it

To the table

Baby you should come and take

Every time you get unable no one's gonna hesitate

Every time they wanna see you ruining down your damn life

They do mind to see you living, but would like you to survive

Fuck this world

Walking down the same

I'm not falling down depression

I know what she'll say

(he's not okay)

La la la

Gimme some dollar

Don't you know that is my passion

Deal with it my love

What's that part, you gonna die

Falling asleep, crossing the line

What's you say, there's no motivation?

But do you need it for the self life creation

Tell me where we going when we having our last trip day

Everybody seems there laugh at me

Think it's fun to watch me alive

In this play

Writers need your blood

There's no final destination

Way to falling apart

Fuck this world

Walking down the same

I'm not falling down depression

I know what she'll say

(he's not okay)

La la la

Gimme some dollar

Don't you know that is my passion

Deal with it my love