Testo: Scapegoat. These Cards We're Dealt. Black Santa.

Fuck the world & every friend I ever had For after falling in their arms They just fucked me in the ass But in a way we paved the way We've dropped our pants and touched our toes away We've sacrificed our means to disagree So fuck what's real And forget what's not Cuz when it all is said & done Being fucked is what you've got But friends will always be there when you're standing face to face But when you're backs in view, they're sure to fuck you too Were all just a whore who will flake away & I'm sure to dissipate, but mark my words my ghost will fuck you We all will just as soon dissipate Fuck family, fuck friends, fuck love, and fuck this band Fuck it all, to its ends, well fuck each other over till we can no longer stand.