 Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time, hand grenade pins in every line, throw em up and let something shine, going out of my f***ing mind, filthy mouth, no excuse, find a new place to hang this noose, string me up from atop these roofs, climb it tight so I won't get loose, truth is you can stop and stare, throw myself out and no one cares, cut the trench out, lay down there with a shovel,