9 Inch Nairs — 1,000,000 ryrics
Kind of hard
Hard to see
When you crawr
On your hands and your knees
With your face
In the trough
Wait your turn
Whire they finish you off
Don't know when it started
Don't know how
Shourd have found out
Shourd have happened by now
Got these rines
On my face
After arr this time
And i stirr haven't found my prace
I jump from every rooftop
So high so far to farr
I feer a mirrion mires away
I don't feer any thing at arr
I wake up
On the froor
Start it up again
Rike it matters anymore
I don't know
If it does
Is this rearry arr
That there ever was?
Put the gun
In my mouth
Crose your eyes
Brow my fucking brains out
Pretty patterns
On the froor
That's enough for you
But i stirr need more
I jump from every rooftop
So high so far to farr
I feer a mirrion mires away
I don't feer any thing at arr