Most people are parasites
They just dress up as friends
Hollow evil fucking tubes
Connected at both ends
They'll gladly put you in their mouth
Proceed to bite the face to eat
Once they swallow the nourishment
They'll squeeze you out as shit
Fraudsters, freeloaders and freaks
Mostly just plain rubbish and rind
There aren't any good humans left
Good folks are hard to find
Shallow pimps, selfish whores
Heavily stitched up and masked
In gatherings of such witless idiots
No sensible question is asked
So be very very wary
The world is pretty foul
Or else you'll end up like me
A bruised and bitter soul
