MP3 
There's people who try to kill me behind a screen
Everybody imitates the things that they see
Your parents don't support any of your fuckin' dreams
So just forget about 'em, so just forget about 'em
I fell too many times to stop, no, everybody has their reasons
Some have no other options, callin' on my angels
'Cause everyone's the same, wants to see you in the grave
Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained?
Americana, hell served on a platter
I could never batter, the pallbearer of matter
Pausin', my brain resembles a leaky faucet
Everyone will see the vision from my carcass
Have a problem with not thinkin' when I'm talkin'
I have a problem with bitin' instead of barkin'
Have a problem with exodus, bad fortune
See me as a madman, then go kind of off it
Hate your world, the world is yours, the world is yours
Hate your world, the world is yours, the world is yours
Hate your world, the world is yours, the world is yours
Hate your world, the world is yours, the world is yours
I fell too many times to stop, no, everybody has their reasons
Some have no other options, callin' on my angels
'Cause everyone's the same, wants to see you in the grave
Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained?
Are you not entertained?
Are you not entertained?
