We're all going to hell. But I'll be first in line.
lyrics
If I killed myself
Would anyone care?
I'd blow off my face
And leave nothing to spare.
My hair you can have
You don't need it when you're dead.
Say goodbye to my eyes, my smile
And the rest of my head.
While the world's being destroyed
I'll be at the fiery pit.
Awaiting acceptance
From the Mighty Satan.
He'll be overjoyed
From my great success.
Pat my shoulder, shake my hand,
Where's your bathroom?
I need to take a piss.
I want to be first in line.
I'm going to be first in line.
I'm going to kill myself and be first on line
When the world goes to hell.
They say I shouldn't end my life
But it's too late, I'm not changing my mind.
It's all planned out, I'm going to die
So I can be first in hell's long line.
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