Bastard Songtext
von Gift Giver

I′ve got this lack of feelings in my guts
And it just goes to show that I don't give a fuck
I′m just so sick of always feeling stuck, and it's just my luck
God-damn, my life's fucked
Sometimes I wonder why I turned out like this

Some days I wake up feeling like I could murder
Everyone and their brother, sister, daughter and mother
Some days I wake up feeling nothing at all
I sit and question my life ′cause I′m so sick of it all
You'll find me dead with no story to tell
I′ll be shaking hands with all my friends in hell


So what the fuck is up now?
Yeah, what the fuck is up now?
I hear you talking that shit, that you know nothing about

I've got this lack of feelings in my guts
And it just goes to show that I don′t give a fuck
I'm just so sick of always feeling stuck, and it′s just my luck
God-damn, my life's fucked

Sometimes I wonder why I turned out like this
Sometimes I wonder why I turned out like this
But then I stop and embrace it, cause shitty people exist
Now listen up, I insist
You can't tell what′s going on in my head
Just like you can′t kill someone who's already dead
So what the fuck is up now?
Yeah, what the fuck is up now?
Bastard