I woke up thirsty on an island in the sea
I woke up hungry with hungry cougars surrounding me
I hit the soft spot on the soft spot on my head
It made me tired so i sung from my bed
I'm ready to die [X4]
A sword, a switchblade, any way you cut it
I'm not afraid, i know i'm going to get it
Oh maker! (of such fine products
As palm trees, and the dead sea)
Don't pardon me, there's nothing rude
Things conclude, things conclude!
As i slurred that chorus, the ghosts got biggie
Small sounds like a drill
The death sweat suits me
A death threat provides a thrill
I've seen the world, kissed all the pretty girls
I've said my goodbyes and now i'm ready to die.
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