Everything's small, everything grows, everyone is what he knows. Some will raise it and others will shoot it, why are manuals not included.
I think you're wrong, I think you're wrong, for much too long, I think you're wrong.
Picture yourself as who you are not, and you live for just one shot. Souls turn into food, I think it's strange. Great lifetimes are paid with small change.
I think you're wrong, I think you're wrong, for much too long, I think you're wrong.
If there's a god, why does he hate, everything they ever made. If this is all I plan to keep, why does he make it look cheap.
I think you're wrong, I think you're wrong, for much too long, I think you're wrong.
