Texty: American Me. Heat. Flybag.

Coughed-up disgust repel my senses
You are what you eat you're full of shit
No remorse only apathy

You'll die alone reeking of excriment
A living example of the final desent

You're disgusting
Your existence is filth
No one gives a fuck about you anymore

I strive to be the opposite of you and what you do

(Thanks to Tyler for these lyrics)