Paroles: Adhesive. I Shine.

Have you heard the latest unattractive news?
My life has been too long, the latest part is used
I'm growing old, the mirror makes me scared

I am the state-of-the-art living asshole
The concentrate of boredom
The concentrate all concentrates come from
And I wish I was God, why can't I get what I want

IT COULD BE WORSE, I'M QUITE OK
THOUGH I'M IMPALED
I'M CHOKING ON THE REMNANTS OF MY PAST LIFE
BUT IT'S OK `CAUSE I'M NOT YOU

I might as well share spit with some death angel
But in case you wonder, I haven't got any time
I don't know what to do
So why don't I go fuck myself?