Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, ay

Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, yuh

Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, heyRecently I just don′t give a fuck about a thing, yuh

Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, ay

Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, yuh

Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh

Recently I just don't give a fuck about a thing, ay

I just decided by the grace of the God Poseidon

That you so dead to me I dug a hole for you to lie in

I′m sick and disownin' all the moments

And the key components

That led me to follow hollow promises from empty monads

It's 11 degrees and I can see my breath so I know I′m breathin′

But I got no pulse I swear to Thelema my heart ain't beatin′ I better get

Back to the black hole Sun, leavin' my gun

I don′t need to fold this for no one

Findin' the silver lining and I′m minin' for hope

Tryin' to keep my wrists closed

You are toxic

My blood, your lips

You are toxic

My blood, your lips

Onward I pass and I know I′m not (No I′m not)

Not comin' back ′til I resurrect (Resurrect)

Scatter me so I don't ever come back

I was alone and I never wanna go back

Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, ay

Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, yuh

Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh

Recently I just don′t give a fuck about a thing, yeah

Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, ay

Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, yeah

Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh

Recently I just don't give a fuck about a thing, yeah