I’m not awake
But I’m not dead
The drugs are late
Lost my money again

They never gave you anything…
You think you get the fucking point…
Ill live right through the fucking guilt…
I see the point but I can’t find a reason to get though this fucking alive!

I’m not all right
But I’m ok
I’m not all right
But I’m ok

I am a pessimist
All hale the anarchist
All hale the rest who never gave a motherfucking shit
It’s still in season
Time to celebrate
Pave the way and rid the world of all the walking waste

What I say is
I’ll show you something
A middle finger with a battle axe you fucking cunt
I got a new way
So you can fuck yourself
Kill a motherfucker is all that I think about

I’m not all right
But I’m ok
I’m not all right
But I’m ok

Sometimes you gotta voice your opinions
Or your better off dead, you’ll lose your fucking mind!
Sometimes, you gotta look at yourself
See the world inside out, and scream it out loud

Motherfucker! kill that motherfucker! kill that motherfucker and it’s all that I think about!
Mother! kill that motherfucker! kill that motherfucker cause we all gotta scream out loud!

I’m not all right
But I’m ok
I’m not all right
But I’m ok

I’ve found the easy way to die
Just educate myself and pretend all I’ve learned comes true
And yet I know that all I’ll lose is you

Have you ever lost something that never seemed to have a face at all
It just screams out loud
It always cures the pain that would never leave
And causes even more
It just screams out loud

And never goes away

Fuck!

Motherfucker! kill that motherfucker! kill that motherfucker and it’s all that I think about!
Motherfucker! kill that motherfucker! kill that motherfucker!