F.T.D. Lyrics


All sense of time is lost

Life speeds along

Meaningless is everyone

Everything is fucking wrong

When regulations are ignored

All hope is gone

It seems the world is under attack

At the hands of God

So open up this pit

So let it all out

Leave the frustrations of life

Just scream and shout

Don't worry about it

Or anything that's wrong

Negativity isn't the subject

Let's just party on

Fuck the Disease

People dying everywhere

Spreading the disease

Put all that shit behind you

Just feel at ease

So open up this pit

So let it all out

Leave the frustrations of life

Just scream and shout

Don't worry about it

Or anything that's wrong

Negativity isn't the subject

Let's just party on

Fuck the disease

Let's open up this pit

Let's let it all out

Leave the frustrations of life

Just scream and shout

Don't worry about it

Or anything that's wrong

Negativity isn't the subject

Let's just party on

Fuck the disease