No Cure Straight Edge Die Slow Fuck You

Why should I be in danger because you can’t control yourself
Don’t you dare put the burden on me
How can you live so selfishly?

Your lack of planning
Your lack of foresight
Your lack of reason, of insight, it ends tonight
Your final vows are written under a streetlight

So fuck the paramedics that will find your mangled body
So fuck the little kid who never saw you coming

I won’t feel the void you leave behind
I won’t feel any regret for cheering your demise

Every drunk driver is a fucking target
Every car wrapped around a tree gets no sympathy

You threw it all away
And for what meaningless end
A briеf moment of conveniencе, gone

So fuck your grieving family who will never quite find peace
So fuck the bystander who’s pain will never cease

No Cure Straight Edge Die Slow Fuck You
Straight Edge
Straight Edge to my dying breath

No Cure Straight Edge Die Slow Fuck You