“Man... if my wealth was measured by how many times I was ignorant and stupid... I'd be rich by now!”
I swing hard motherfucker
Don’t you ever forget
I came back to same place I've already been
Push back
Push back
Push back
Push back
I've got thoughts of lust
I’ve got feelings of love
I've got blinding hatred fillin' up my skull
Hey, I hate myself and I hate you
I've got no self to love but I've got you
Push back
Push back
Push back
Push back
I'm getting burned again
Been here often
I swing hard motherfucker
Don't you ever forget it