Original lyrics
ENwell there's a feeling in this world
that causes unrest
your ambition and success
is what i detest
i try to be true
i'm trying my best
i'm not sudussed by your cheap love
hatreds and mess
you make me die
i heard all you gotta say
i heard it in school
about your soft-soap sex
and your sickly drawl
but you only care for yourself
just like all the rest
you love you filthy god
and think your the best
you make me die
tv's vidios money and vice
get you crawling on the floor
ike a suckin lice
you'll swallow seed
before you take advice
well someone should of told you girl
that aint very nice
you make me die
