verse 1: my voice hurts from singing about tragedy
when will we learn we cause our own misery
my hands hurt from banging on these drums
letting out frustrations about pentagonal bums
chorus: i hate the world
i hate the world
i hate the world
controls me and you
i hate the world
i hate the world
i hate the world
how bout' you
how bout' you
verse 2: my feet hurt from running all these miles
to escape consistency of clothing and hairstyles
chorus
solo
chorus
outro: how bout' you
how bout' you
how bout' you
and it's the end
