Die! die! die! die!
Scum sucking depravity debauched!
Anal fuck-fest, thrill olympics
Savage scourge supply and sanctify
So what? so what?
Die! die! die! die!

Die! die! die! die!
You said it!
Sedatives supplied become laxatives
My eyes shit out lies
I only kill to know I'm alive
So what? so what?
Die! die! die! die!

Die! die! die! die!
So what, it's your problem to learn to live with
Destroy us, or make us saints
We don't care, it's not our fault that we were born too late
A screaming headache on the brow of the state
Killing time is appropriate
To make a mess and fuck all the rest, we say, we say
So what? so what?
Die! die! die! die!

Die!
Now I know what is right
I'll kill them all if I like
I'm a time bomb inside
No one listens to reason,
It's too late and I'm ready to fight!
So what? now I'm ready to fight!



Lyrics submitted by gothic_hobbit

"So What" as written by Al/barker Jourgensen

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY

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