I like the real winners all f***ed up inside

They’re on the right path in this bleed-storm

Hail and snot rockets

“I’m gonna need Hot Pockets”

And a slammin’ slow jam

Soundtrack

It’s the stuff dreams come packed with

It ain’t the junk sold se-par-ate-ly

R.I.P. Jeremy Vaeni

He was so insaney

Stored up all his painy in his

Backpack

Throw a handful of worms in his coffin

Let’s get this party started right

Had the eye to see

“Know him? He is me!”

Ate it all away, such a

Sad sack

Had the eye to see

Life’s a dumb movie

Where the third act is a bummer thumbs-down

Drawback