If We Ever Make It Home Lyrics

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Love...it's a beginning

A justifiable means to an end

And happiness, that triumphant feeling

Only comes from within

But ...you'll...never make the grade

No you'll never, ever reach that plateau

You're down below

And it's where your soul will forever glow

But it's not that ray of sunshine that feels so warm

It's just that bottomless inferno

You're in the depths of hell

And I think that's swell

And I hope you get well

Well done, fried in and out

Burned to a crisp, if that's what I wish

I didn't write the rules

I just follow them to a tee

Cause that's me, I'm evil

I'm hateful, I'm sinful, forgetful, mistrustful

I'm diseased and contageous

I'm suicide, homicide, genocide, pesticide

I'm a human bomb

I'll kill anyone

And so are you, So don't be coy

Cause you too can destroy me like a toy

Not like Mark Bowen

He never done nothin' to no one

... That didn't deserve it.