The Eulogy of a Crushed Romantic

This fucking rock, populated

By self-obsessed cunts

Nothing left to live for

Nothing left for me

Wishing the world was a better place

A place it'll never be

This fucking rock

Riddled with liars and whores

Selfish egomaniacs

I've nothing in common with you

Fuck this fucking rock

I'm here by accident

Just like the rest of you

Blow this fucker up

I won't miss a single one of you

Are these the words of

A hopeless cynic or the eulogy

Of a crushed romantic?