So, kill me

You say I'm pessimistic
But I'm just painfully realistic
Fly covered, starving eyes make good TV
Tell it to the fuckers with the guns, don't guilt trip me

Well you might aswell…
KILL ME!!
Because I can't feel no more
KILL ME!!
I've seen too much, my heart a whore
So kill me

You say We're nihilistic
When life and death to you is just a ratings 'pig stick'
You can't believe we've got no national pride
See, your blood crusted flags mean nothing but lies

Everyone wants their 15 minutes
To beg forgiveness as they roll the credits
You need your pity, your sins and fears
A graphic close-up of the junkies tears
Things you can't even think in front of a mirror
You'll Pour out in front of 3 million viewers
You'd feel abnormal with no reason to whine
No self respect a sound bite Frankenstein