Hey, you motherfucker, what you looking at?
Born a fuckin' loser, acting like a twat
Talking ab irato in a life you chose
Walking like a loser, gonna bust your nose
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dark night of the soul
Oh fuckin' yeah, you've got no control
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dark night of the soul
Oh fuckin' yeah, you've got no control
Run from your life
Pitied and crying
Cold and dismayed
On your knees and pray
Troublemaker, undertaker
Dealer faker, fire maker
Light it up and take a bow
The dark night takes you out
Lonely at the bottom like a piece of shit
Reaper comes a-knocking, time to get a grip
Digging ever deeper, ready for a fight
Desperation seeker, Lucifer is light
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dark night of the soul
Oh fuckin' yeah, you've got no control
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dark night of the soul
Oh fuckin' yeah, you've got no control
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