Track 1: Let me bleed

(Another cup of coffee in long wait of some brand new old shit for the joy of a fucking joyless heart that doesn't know how to be anything but the cheapest ashtray for sale that nobody wants to buy because, you know, is a very nasty ashtray)

I don't have talent
I don't have a job
I don't have money
I don't have love
Shoot me without a second thought
Kill me without remorse
Let me bleed

Are you happy?
Or are you sad?
Are you a big fucking orange?
Are you the sunshine of my crap?

I don't have clothes
I don't have luck
I don't have a house
I don't have guts
Shoot me without a second thought
Kill me without remorse
Let me bleed

Shoot me without a second thought
Kill me without remorse
Close the door and let me bleed
Let me bleed to you