Pathetic, ridiculous
Not a thought to be found
Not enough IQ
To go around
Dawn of the dumb
Gormless, ludicrous
Just a virus in shoes
Claiming independence
Being told what to choose
Dawn of the dumb
You'd take a faceful of cum everyday
If you were told it was good for your health
And when you find that last braincell of yours
Use it to kill yourself
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
