Mourn

Bye, Imbecile! Lyrics







Thank you for your advice

Let me get inside my car

Is there anything else

You want to laugh at?



You put too much of yourself

Mantaining me occupied



You wrote an infinite essay

Out of the fight

Reading your last statement

All I understand is BOREDOM



Hours complaining

Demanding me to stand still

And I want nothing in the morning

And nothing in the night



Nothing to do, nothing to tell

Nothing to worry about



Goodbye!/Good night!

Goodbye!/Good night!

Goodbye!/Good night!

Goodbye!/Good night!