I don't wanna be here, cuz I got too much to do.
I'm feeling the stress on my neck, from these plastic people
I started all this from scratch with no thought or design,
To fabricate a village with evil thoughts in my mind
But some people said that I'm just losing my head.
I don't wanna believe them cuz they're just full of shit.
So everything that they spit and gnaw through my skull
I'll take it all out on the town that I built to control.
I don't care what they say, cuz I've been pushed through night and day.
Assault the pigs and then defy, the tyrants will all die!
I'll cause destruction. like devastation. like disfigurement.
Like desolation.
So calm collected, yet brutal grim and desolate.
My inner thoughts are kept concealed beyond the publics fate,
Cuz I f*cked up my life and I cant decide on who to blame
And who to waste. So I'll rule the people in my insane domain.
I had a friend who said that I was crazy and grow the f*ck up.
But at least I ain't the one out there blowing real people up.
So I may seem 10 but its better than being 20.
Cuz I've got no rules, just a world of possibility!