Dirty mind makes me feeling fine I need someone to kick my ass and laugh Feeling sick cause you talk to much Try to kill myself with a promise of nation Hurry! kill me, fill my blood with pain Deny, betray, fill my heart with hate Cryin, hopin a part of destiny Scumbag, bastard, duancuk motherfucker! Feel the hate! Thirty junkie in the five star hotels Scratch their hand with a rusted blade Die in pain is the end of story Mixng alcohol with a liquid pest Hurry! kill me, fill my blood with pain Deny, betray, fill my heart with hate Cryin, hopin a part of destiny Scumbag, bastard, duancuk motherfucker! Feel the hate! Feel the pain!