Sweven

But can you really trust me?
Huh, God you're fucking pathetic!
Even if you are dead, with human refuse
Like it wouldn't make any difference at all in the real world

So there's no point in moaning and whining
About who lives or who dies
It just doesn't matter

The truth is were nothing but rivals
All of us competing for survival

Did you hear that
Mr. Lets-all-make-it-back?
It's just bullshit!

And you're still nothing but a hypocrite
Last time you headbutted and nearly choked him to death, didn't you?!
Why would someone who wants all of us to make it back
Do something like that?

Who are you kidding?
They call those violent impulses, you know?!
Can't you use that thick head of yours for thinking
Or would you rather just hit people with it?