live and let live (Sped Up) [Live] - Shellfish Sponge, Lunarrr, unkn6wn, SIGMATIX, Last Dude & Lucid drain

Disgusting abomination Cursed in flesh Suffer your pathetic existence Crave for death There's no light at the end of your tunnel Descend to suffer until you pull the plug Cry for death It's time to end it all You go fuckin' kill yourself you piece of shit Wrap a plastic bag around your neck And choke yourself you worthless fuck I'm gonna fucking kill you I'm gonna kill you all I'm gonna kill you everybody die right now If you think that you should Then you should kill yourself If you think that you could Then you should kill yourself If you think you really fucking would Then you should just fucking do it Just fucking do it What's there to do What's there to say If God's a myth, why do you pray Save them the pain, save them the tears You need to disappoint everyone every year Saved, Save Saved, Save Save all the food Save all the air Save all the space Just end it here and now Saved, Save Save all the food, you eat Save all the air, you breathe Save all the space Just end it here and now Save, Save, Save, Save

What the fuck? Where's my keys Where's my phone? What the fuck Could have sworn, were right here And I cannot go on In a service trap, lost in time and space Everything is wrong What happened? How could I have misplaced Such necessary things Such fucking necessary shit How will I tell my friends I am running late Will I get there before it ends Will they even wait Why would I just take them off They must have dropped, this Just needs to stop I need to stop Retrace my steps No, I will not rest How will I tell my friends I am running late How will I tell my friends I am running late How will I tell my friends I am running late I couldn't sworn, I never took them off My penance, my hiking clip that I once wore, must've come apart but when It must have when, no, no, no, no, no It couldn't have been when I, did the blow, blow, blow I heard them jingle when I opened the prinkles Though my head is foggy from the beers of my choking soul (Must have been when that bitch convinced me to do that stupid fucking dance Can't believe I made myself look like such a fucking idiot Didn't even fucking get laid) Ah, fuck em No, I will never fucking dougie again I will never fucking doggie again No, I will never fucking dougie again Again I will never fucking doggie again

Before I even got my car started I realized my phone wasn't in my pocket It must still be on the fuckin' charger What am I Fuckin' retarded? Three point turn brake noise burns I'm already late as it is Accident on Ninety Five Act like you've never seen one in your whole life Never gave a damn about a yield Short cut through a field, too late My fate is sealed Slowing down, Rolling sounds Blue light means I'm screwed right? A few cruisers from 2 or 3 completely distant towns Scream to get ahead But instead they bend their necks To inspect the 6 car wreck from someone who better be dead Wanna see heads roll by the cops as we come to a full Complete Stop Don't make me get out and kill you Because I've got a hammer in my console that will do Before you die you'll stammer "I thought someone was hurt" I'll recant "well yeah, but I'm late for work" As you bleed out on your fuckin' polo shirt I realize I got some of your guts on my work shorts As you bleed out on your fuckin' polo shirt I realize I got some of your guts on my work shorts Well I guess I'm gonna have to change I guess I'm gonna have to fucking change (Nice blinker asshole) (You can go faster than 45 on the highway it's only a little fuckin' rain) (What the fuck they're paving the roads, nothing to see but a fuckin' cop) Buy a tank Mow 'em down, grind their bones into the ground Fuck em still I'll be making caddy lack trendkill Buy a tank Mow 'em down, grind their bones into the ground Fuck em see I'll be making hate three potpourri Buy a tank Buy a tank

Look at your world Isn't it beautiful to drain How much is it worth When there's nothing left of you to take Oh, what a privilege it is getting old I hope I live to be so cynical Why should we dare to live forever If nobody cares to change for the better Yeah Yeah Leaving a trace Building a monolith so large They can see it from space A scar that remains after you're dead and gone Oh, what a privilege it is getting old I hope I live to be so cynical Why should we dare to live forever If nobody cares to change for the better Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, oh Do we bloom or decay Nothing golden ever stays Do we burn out or fade When there's nothing left to drain Yeah Oh, what a privilege it is getting old