(Awoo) my slate, I'm wipin' it I slip some ricin in Your fuckin' Heineken Can't wash away my sins Sometimes I lose control Don't know what time it is Why's everything so dull? I'd rather die than live My slate, I'm wipin' it I slip some ricin in Your fuckin' Heineken Can't wash away my sins Sometimes I lose control Don't know what time it is Why's everything so dull? I'd rather die than live Since the age of five Razor bladed thighs I can't wait to die I can't wait to just be gone Get a taste of my serrated blade And you'll be gone So much hatred I can't take no more of these fuckin' punks Reborn, we see We die, we die We smile, we're the same Deep down inside Molly in my fucking drink Insomniacs come out at night If you want to see me Look in the mirror and say my name three times (Woo) my slate, I'm wipin' it I slip some ricin in Your fuckin' Heineken Can't wash away my sins Sometimes I lose control Don't know what time it is Why's everything so dull? I'd rather die than live My slate, I'm wipin' it I slip some ricin in Your fuckin' Heineken Can't wash away my sins Sometimes I lose control Don't know what time it is Why's everything so dull? I'd rather die than live