This is where it ends      These half-asses cliche suicides   are getting old and getting under my skin   These rich degenerates and cocaine whores   have worn their welcome out   and worn my patience razor thin   They breed like rats   and laugh their way through life   and spread a plague of useless and pathetic trends   Now every tear you cry is drawing flies   but that's just fine 'cause listen up, son      This is where it ends      You piss your sorry life away   I pray each day for floods   to wash the bullshit back to where it bred   Don't cry to me when all is lost   to self-inflicted holocaust   'cause now my pity's buried with the dead   I'll force you to drown   I'll force you out   I'll show your face unto the world   and every dying jinky friend   Now dry those sunken eyes   You chose to make this hell your life   Now listen up, son      This is where it ends