I Hate Myself

[Intro]
Um, I'm miserable
I hope everyone else is too
Skizzy skizzy do bop, do be boo do dop

[Chorus]
I hate myself
So it's gotta be impossible to like somebody else
I hate myself
The chorus is, it's gotta be impossible for me to like somebody else

[Verse 1]
You fucking pussies
Who influenced the poetic visual art druggies
My ideas make some area sheep herds pop woodies
By accident, somebody came up with some quoted lines from a heroin addict activist (Wow)
Homo handprints and overconfident manuscripts
But I'm a passive kid
I watch how quickly a paddleboat can switch into a battleship
Last round web surfing bookworm vs. raw talented
Tenenbaum family talisman
Rich neighborhood obnoxious burnout arrogant
Paranoid yuppie
But that alone is enough to make me wedge a golf club in your front teeth
And that's unconfidential
Off record and unclean
Avant-garde druggie
Late 80's rebel grunge teen
4 years of going noticed and unseen

[Verse 2]
In one scene, the oral surgeon slices
The blue octupus' tongue speed
And walked around his mind state to hunt dreams
As the native spears the antelope
The mind's angry antidote
Pushes into the human form's manifold
And punches upward through the solar plex of the stomach envelope
And skull hemorrhages and head explodes
I'll break your vessel and make your solar center fold
And freeze it outside and piss on a pedestal when the weather's cold

[Chorus]
I hate myself
So the chorus is, it's gotta be impossible to like somebody else
He said he hates himself (why?)
So it's gotta be impossible for him to like somebody else
I hate myself (So um, haha, who cares... Oh, too bad...)

[Verse 3]
Let's keep it simple, breathe on messy acrylic art turf
For real pedophilia off camcorder, during hard work
You're off beat like how a baby's heart works
Smart jerk off 15 blocks to your crib to break in after I park first
Just sitting on alien burial grounds and marked dirt
I wolf scout feathered sitting bare with fists brewing dark curse
On horseback, I chatter verse and gallop across
Just a tomahawk knock your cabbage off like Amawalk
Natives squat next to water banks and gather moss
Hurl Ecuadorian javelins at ribs like matadors
You're a novice, pin pop balloon heads bloated
Block the air passage to your throat with a garden hose and no motive
I'll sew your bitch's mouth open
Roll on a Trojan and have sex with her face, spermicide coated

[Chorus]
I hate myself
So it's gotta be impossible for me to like somebody else
Why do I hate myself?
Because it's gotta be impossible for me to like somebody else
He said he hates himself

[Outro]
(His problems must wait for tomorrow
Or he can solve them tonight, alone...)