You're about as dumb as they come
And telling stupid stories every day
Someone who loves you should speak up
And tell you to mind your own teacup before breaking mine

When are we blowing up?
You've waited too long
You wanna see blood and guts
Come on

There's nothing quite as bad as a bored edge lord
The dreaming and the scheming get so dark
Maybe you need a vacation
Where doctors are saving your patience
How bored are you?

And when are we blowing up?
We've waited too long
We wanna see blood and guts

When did the faith break the faithful?
The father, the son, and the death cult
Oh, well, God bless you

And when are we blowing up?
You waited so long
You wanna see blood and guts