Now that the people know I'm a worthless piece of shit, you can call me all you want, you can call me a son of a bitch I'm gritty, I'm filthy, I'm ugly, not pretty, can't wait to go down south I'll carve into my neck a fucking six six six Six six six - waiting for the beast I am numb, I can't scream, I can't feel anything I hate all my fucking friends, I hope they fucking die My skin is burning out, the bones are almost dry Every day I fuel the flame to ignite these bastard blues Waiting for my better days down in hell with you We all sing… Fuck the world - burning it down Fuck the world - burning this fucker down