Sure, there's optimism in my skull*
But nothing worth mentioning, as it drowns
In a thousand tons of pessimistic reflections
And ten thousand icy blows to the face
Reality has woken me from my
Denial slumber and I see black
Black as the rat that walked into the trap
I seem to loathe most things and most people
A heavy overdose of personal problems
Also I am slowly being dragged down by those around me
Idiots, pussies, liars, traitors, parasites
Yes, there are many of you whom I more than despise
You all have two faces, deny it if you can< br/>I'm no better myself, but now I'm cooking
From all the anger I've accumulated in my life
Can't bear to reflect anymore, Damn must act