I don't think I can do it anymore
I don't think I have it in me to do another day
Every morning, I wake up in a new city, and I don't even know what fucking city I'm in
I've got the blackouts drawn, so I can sleep for one more fucking hour
I ate some fucking bagel that's been sitting out for 7 days for breakfast
I feel like shit every goddamn day and I don't think I can do one more of 'em
Ya, you heard me! I'm done with it!
You can take everything that I've made and you can run with it!
And one thing's for certain, that we're out this game, and we're never coming back!
That's right, 1 Trait's dead
1 Trait's gone
And we're gone forever!
(Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, f-f-f-fuck)
(Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, f-f-f-fuck)
Fuck this album
(Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, f-f-f-fuck)
