LYRICS - QUESTIONS TO THE CREATOR

I don’t know why and I don’t know when,
it’s happened before and it’ll happen again.
I see these thing and but I never know, because I never try and I never go.
I ask these questions like how and why, how we live and why we die.
But when I die I will never go,
because me and you are the fucking show.

Every single question like having no answers.
These stupid pop bands with their singers and dancers.
Every single question like having no answers.
These stupid pop bands with their singers and dancers.

You’ve done it once you’ve done it twice,
why don’t you take my advice?
You treat me like I am from hell,
you act like you shit don’t smell.
So come back when you have changed,
stop making me so fucking deranged.
You stupid fucked up piece of wank,
I’ll run you over with a tank.

 Every single question like having no answers.
These stupid pop bands with their singers and dancers.
Every single question like having no answers.
These stupid pop bands with their singers and dancers.

 Every single question like having no answers.
These stupid pop bands with their singers and dancers.
Every single question like having no answers.
These stupid pop bands with their singers and dancers.