Lyrics:

Where The Fuck Am I
tell Me Did I Just Die
'cause I Don't Understand Why
i'm In A Room I Don't Recognise
i Died At 545
yeah It Says So On A Sign
and My Mother's Crying Out Her Eyes
or Is The Radio Telling Lies

a Juvenile Sinner, A Car-Crash Winner
don't Let The Devil Take You Out For Dinner
juvenile Sinner, A Car-Crash Winner
don't Let The Devil Take You Out For Dinner

i Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
crucified Like Jesus Christ
i Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
crucified Like Jesus Christ

i'm Digging My Own Graver For The Day
i Decorate With Pink Socks And Go Change
two Fat Stacks On My Eyes
i'm In A Box I Don't Recognise
believe What They Say
and You'll Be Flying Away
on A Coke Covered Bidet
why [] On Your Face

a Juvenile Sinner, A Car-Crash Winner
don't Let The Devil Take You Out For Dinner
juvenile Sinner, A Car-Crash Winner
don't Let The Devil Take You Out For Dinner

i Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
crucified Like Jesus Christ
i Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
crucified Like Jesus Christ

yeah Polly
i Just Wanna Suck On Your Lolly
i Just Wanna Suck On Your Lolly
i Just Wanna Suck On Your Lolly, Polly
yeah Polly
i Just Wanna Suck On Your Lolly
i Just Wanna Suck On Your Lolly
i Just Wanna Suck On Your Lolly, Polly

i Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
crucified Like Jesus Christ
i Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
crucified Like Jesus Christ
i Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
crucified Like Jesus Christ
i Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
crucified Like Jesus Christ