This is something shitty, for the people who can't let us be
So here we go, with the flow
A description of them, hopefully their requiem

There are fakes, who know nothing of the stakes
And the hypocrites, devoid of any wit
Forget not the hunks, who have souls devoid of any spunk

Hopefully soon to die, the bitches, spreading rumours
Least of all, the blabbermouths, lacking in couth
You're not worth a buck, so we don't give a fuck

You're all eyesores, bores and fucking whores
If you had any sense at all, you'd hide in a hole
Don't ask why, for your own sake just die...