Post Mortem Polaroid

I want a party just for me,

In a room that I'll never see.

So many people could stand for this.

Some wouldn't show, even while I lived. 

Fuck your job, your wife, your kids 

Fuck your life, your love, your friends...

Fuck you dearly, it's my bone parade.

Roll me on out to my goddamn grave!

'Cause what you sow is what you reap.

Take home some flowers, 

Watch them rot like me.

Tucked away under cedar lid..

You can keep the card, 

I'll never read the shit.  

You stitch my head, and you rattle my brain,

Close your eyes, and you'll see me again. 

I hope this death grabs straight for the neck

A post-mortem picture

Puts some shit in perspective.

Fuck your job, Fuck your kids 

Fuck your life, Fuck your friends

Motherfucker, I don't care

You're a brain-dead bitch

Fuck your putrid stare!

The darkest place

When the eyes recede;

A dusty lid on a mantle piece.

This final act, better let me leave..

I don't wanna be your sick safekeep!

Nod your head if you understand..

I didn't like you now, 

And never liked you then.

Now ya made it to the top of my list

Toodaloo, motherfucker,

You can suck my dick!

Assuming those things 

That you think you know...

What's got 'ya spooked?

Looks like you've seen a ghost...

You pile on things to erase your boredom.

No more tears, that's a weak emotion.

Fuck your job, Fuck your kids 

Fuck your life, Fuck your friends...

Motherfucker, I don't care

Fuck You Rat Bastards,

Send me straight to HELL!

The longer that I stay,

Is the morgue that I'll rot..

I'll happily rest in pieces

When my name's on a plot. 

Are ya diggin' these words?

Well, let's see where they're going... 

"The deeper that I go, 

I love how farther I'm from ya."

Fuck your job, Fuck your kids 

Fuck your life, Fuck your friends...

Motherfucker, I don't care

Fuck You Rat Bastards,

I'mma Bat out of HELL!