how could you think you can just die

and think nobody would miss you or even cry?

at least for a year i'd cry myself to sleep,

listening to How To Save A Life

you're so important to me that i'm almost gay

i actually think about you every single day

and you know what? farts aren't ever worthless

and just like all of us, you too have a purpose

i'm a piece of shit too, i'm with you in this toilet bowl

but you're hot enough to take the toilet water and boil it dawg

and your music isn't garbage, remember Wombat Mathers LP?

odd, i know, but Stankelbein really helped me

and fuck jermain and cuck topaic

they could burn in a well for giving you a stomach ache

you got us buddy, you don't need this self-hate

i think you can put that shit on the top shelf, mate