Original lyrics
ENGot sick of it: being sick with it.
It's an optional disease for those born of leisure.
Born bored, boring becomes you.
Hand-me-down games, you know they must numb you.
Enjoy life! Eat out more often!
You'll sleep tonight - you'll sleep in a coffin.
Symptoms subside when the heart ceases beating.
Vampire time is all you believe in.
So: consturct an airtight alibi.
You sink my battleship every time.
It's an easy process, step by step, blue screen red blip. You. Sunk. My. Battleship.
