So, Who`s Doing Your Dishes This Week, P — текст песни (Backstabbers Inc.)

the end, the fucking end. i don`t need to see the whites in their fucking eyes to open fire this time.no names, no faces.only moving targets and this fucking war.when the dust settles, i`ll be the one picking up the fucking bodies and filling up holes with wasted space.and you, motherfucker, i hope you are still alive and kicking so i have the chance to pick up every sharp object within arms reach and put it in your fucking throat.this is fucking war... all i ask is that i live just one day longer than you, so that i can have the chance to spit on your fucking grave.