Get on up off your seat and
Brush your hair
Take a pill and
Mold that smile
To your face and
Shine
Even though that it fries me
Do we even like ourselves
Shoe goes on only the left foot
Fingers go way inside your throat
Do you even like yourself
Puke comes out into the toilet
Smile
Even though that it kills me
Do I even like myself
Gloves come off
Smash your fist into walls
Repeatedly
That'll make my day a joy
Oh there's so much joy
Wouldn't you believe it
It's the very same
The people who are dead
If they had a choice
They'd take it back
To get a halo
Wouldn't you believe it
It's the other half
The soul that left to die
Never did I tell them to endure
All the flogging