Bulliette - Fornicators

When life fucks you over

We’ll be laughing in your face

And when the bell tools for you

We’ll be pissing on your graves

It’s a bitter pill to swallow

But that’s what serves you right

And that thought brings me comfort

Through the cold and lonely nights

Humvees and BMW’s

Will make you obsolete

But when your money runs out

Who will stand by at your side?

Maybe all the people

That you’ve bullied around

I think they’ll be taking turns

To knock you down

Here’s one for the teasing

And one for the blows

Here’s a gun.

Can you see it?

And inside it there’s a bullet just for you

Schools out for summer

So whatcha gonna do?

No one to impress

Who will think your so cool

Vacation in the around

Who surely would appreciate

All the diamonds on your hand

So a braindead bully

Becomes a braindead slob

With a braindead wife

And a braindead job

And with a house that’s filled

With braindead kids

All you wanna do is to slit your wrists

So see you later

Fare thee well

Nice to know you now go to hell

When it’s time to make up

For those good times wasted

Just give me a call and I’ll bring the razors

One for the teasing

And one for the blows

Here’s a gun.

Can you see it?

And inside it there’s a bullet just for you

One for the teasing

And one for the blows

Here’s a gun.

Can you see it?

And inside it there’s a bullet just for you