Lovers, goodbye
I’m a hater till I die
I piss into the headwind;
I eat out of the dustbin

Are you insane,
do you ever use your brain?
Look into the mirror,
recognise the horror

Get in the ring
In the octagon, get in
Before you fight the good fight
you must learn to fight right

Take what you can,
hand it over to a friend
Because the generous will get
a piece of whatever comes next