Текст песни The Plan (Fuck Jobs)

I fucking hate the comments Why do you feel you have to talk? Nobody asked for you opinion Your sick, sad way of jerkin' off Every one you think you're better than What the fuck, I'm guilty too Half the time that I'm complaining I'm just talking shit on you I'm sorry Never underestimate The poor, hungry and desperate My body is a temple How much do you think I could get for it? And I will take cold showers From now on, until I learn That once you fuck the fire, all that's left to do is burn Baby burn, baby burn I could feel myself falling from an airplane I hear static when I close my eyes I imagine one day things settling And I think about what that might be like 'Cause I love you, I miss you I wanna hug and kiss you Oh, I love you, I miss you I wanna hug and kiss you It's alright I want world domination Just like everybody else So if you hear me talking strategy Ah, it's only to myself Everybody's gotta have a game plan Cut it up a couple different ways Just hope no one remembers these The darkest of my days When my mind is uncertain my body decides When my mind is uncertain my body decides When my mind is uncertain my body decides When my mind is uncertain my body decides When my mind is uncertain my body decides