I Was a Teenage Nihilist

Can I Am I Am in tin I cannot sin I only end and begin I consist of atoms and even if you think there's a tad more to your origin You're still not fucking original You're still not original Open up your mind you fucking cyclops take a sip Instead of chugging down the shit because you think it tastes good We aren't wasteful, we are full of waste Rip open my ribs You will see a piece of meat Grab a plate I don't matter I am matter Can I Am I Am in tin I cannot sin I only end and begin Can I Am I Am in tin I cannot sin I only end and begin Sold my soul to Satan waiting in line at the mall I got six phones, six homes and a grave six feet tall What do I know? I failed chemistry I hated religion Fuck it all