Deadweight

I feel sorry for you, but there’s nothing I can do
I always made it clear, you shouldn’t even be here

Sitting on me, oh no
Sitting on my hand, I can’t wait to see you go
Disgusting being, freak of nature
Horror creeps, why do I have to stand it
Nobody should give birth to it

It’s not your fault, I know
But you’re a deadweight
Poor soul trapped in useless carcass
All these years, can’t wait for this to pass

Please, pass away, I can’t stand it
Please, is so ironic, give us eugeny
Disgusting being, horror creeps
Nobody should ever give birth to it

I feel sorry for you, but what can I do?
Pass away, your soul deserve to be free
And I deserve to live in peace
It’s not your fault, but you’re a deadweight