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The Plan (Fuck Jobs)I fuckin' hate the commentsWhy do you feel you have to talk Nobody asked for your opinion Your sick sad way of jerkin' off Every one you think you're better than What the fuck I'm guilty too Half the time that I'm complaining I'm just talking shit on you (I'm sorry) Never underestimate Poor, hungry and desperate My body is a temple How much you think I could get for it? And I will take cold showers from now on until I learn That once you fuck the fire all that's left to do is burn Baby, burn, baby, burn I could feel myself falling from an aeroplane I hear static when I close my eyes I imagine one day things settling And I think about what that might be like When my mind is uncertain my body decides 'Cause I love you, I miss you, I wanna hug and kiss you (What it will do, to get through the hell of life) Oh, I love you, I miss you, I wanna hug and kiss you (As I trip on the ocean that leads through your eyes) (it's alright) I want world domination just like everybody else So if you hear me talking strategy it's only to myself Everybody's gotta have a game plan cut it up a couple different ways Just hope no one remembers these the darkest of my days When my mind is uncertain my body decides [8x] |