Mine کے بول

You can't have anything - everything's mine You can't have my time, my world, my crime I don't share - I don't care - I'm not that kind Two for me - nothing for you -it's mine Drop dead, go fuck yourself, eat shit and die Choking on yestercorn, ripping your throat like thorns Pulling the pin out as your clock unwinds You can't breathe my air - that's fair - it's mine Heaven is piling up with headless dogs 'Cause God keeps on forgiving fighters, biters Only with rabies can we cure the world of talking cancer Answer: die