Hope You Die

I hope you feel allright.

I hope you sleep ok.

I hope the bugs all bite

And you rot away.

I hope you crash your car.

I hope you don't get far

I hope your asking why ...

You gotta die, yeah.

And when you run and hide

You suck on misplaced pride.

I hope you hate this shit!

I hope your clothes don't fit!

I hope you're all alone,

I not your stepping stone.

I hope you asking why...

You gotta die, yeah