Peter, pan the camera
I'm tryna'
Put some god damn sense
To the young and adolescent,
To the pathetic cry for help,
Go ahead, be a buzz and kill yourself.
And your pathetic meatbag of lard bucket
Hang it from the ceiling, don't make it late, for a retarded fate.
Some things need to be done,
This ain't a circus, it's no fun.

- Durra