If I'm a fake
Then come and just expose me
Not much at stake
Just read my prose and you'll see
Procrastinate
It's the only crime that I'm close to
So my rhymes have rape
But that don't mean I make it for you
Put it on a tape and
Rock that shit up, down Time Square
Solid not my state
Cum undone I can't repair
Music may be late
But fashions always on the money
The show may be great
But somewhere it just stopped being funny
All I've ever asked of you was
That you not leave me alone
Its not my fault that being hated
Is better than being ignored
Now that hate is oh so fashionable
Won't rest until it's gone
Although it's so deplorable
It is so much fun
Now hate is oh so fashionable
Cocking back our guns
When love is not affordable
We'll choose hate over love
The end is very fucking nigh
I know I'll leave with a painted smile
Phoning for your suicide
Grab a barrel, cock and dial
Now I'm not afraid to die
It's living that has fucked me up
In myself I look and
I'm hoping this will end abruptly
Watching life pass me by
It's not like I had plans to live it
Just a nauseated guy
Fed up to here with your bullshit
Raining bile from the sky
The same way that it did on Easter
Christ's body hanging high
And now I feel the same he did
All I've ever asked of you was
That you not leave me alone
Its not my fault that being hated
Is better than being ignored
Now that hate is oh so fashionable
Won't rest until it's gone
Although it's so deplorable
It is so much fun
Now hate is oh so fashionable
Cocking back our guns
When love is not affordable
We'll choose hate over love
Ever since I was a kid
Nothing was ever enough for me
The more attention I got the more I wanted
Until I knew fame was my only option
The life I'm leading now was always my dream...
A dream maybe best left unrealized...
Because it's slowly becoming my nightmare.
Now it's clear that I'm obscene
But my hate blurs everything
Come clean with me
With deeds performed with Vaseline
Not time to take my temperature
I swallowed pills with turpentine
I finally feel I'm special
With my face put on a magazine