You're about as dumb as they come

And telling stupid stories every day

Someone who loves you should speak up

And tell you to mind your own teacup before breaking mine

When are we blowing up?

You've waited too long

You wanna see blood and guts

Come on

There's nothing quite as bad as a bored edge lord

The dreaming and the scheming get so dark

Maybe you need a vacation

Where doctors are saving your patience

How bored are you?

And when are we blowing up?

We've waited too long

We wanna see blood and guts

When did the faith break the faithful?

The father, the son, and the death cult

Oh, well, God bless you

And when are we blowing up?

You waited so long

You wanna see blood and guts