Why do I scream at them
They never listen
Why do I beat my head
against the wall
I made a simple plan
 [bad word] it
Now they're near the edge
Let them fall

Why do they make my life hard
It's so [bad word] easy
But still they choose to fight
Among themselves
And when they cry about
Their poor existence
The only one who hears them
Reigns in [bad word] 

This rise of mysery
Is never ending
It feeds upon
 [bad word] souls
I stand within its wake
And watch the suffering
As the hand of pain
Keeps control
Why do I scream at them
They never listen
Why do I beat my head against the wall
I made a simple plan
 [bad word] it
Now they're near the edge
Let them fall