I hope you feel allright
I hope you sleep ok
I hope the bugs all bite
And you rot away
I hope you crash your car
I hope you don't get far
I hope your asking why
you gotta die, yeah

And when you run and hide
You suck on misplaced pride
I hope you hate this shit!
I hope your clothes don't fit!
I hope you're all alone,
I not your stepping stone
I hope you asking why
you gotta die, yeah