Hit Bottom
Hit bottom
I've hit bottom
Hell yeah

I'm afraid
That every thing that I made
Will go unheard
And then if it's heard
Would become the butt of
Someone's evil joke

You don't understand my bullshit
You are not expected to at all
Slimy and gross
Straight from my inside to you
Ooh burnt out

I'm so burnt out
My personal war against evil
Is no real threat
To the bastards that fuck me up
But if I close my eyes and sing jibberish
It makes me feel better
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