Jolly good, begone
Madness lingering
Every five minutes you draw to death again
Spill your fucking life
You fucking spill of life
You waste of life
Jumpstart that fucking car
Break all those peoples faces
Another sound of a crushed skull in the God damned street
You fucking waste of life
Another death is another start
In winning tragedy
Another death's another start
In winning tragedy
Whispered softly as you die and die and die and die again
Blood splettering and madness come only resets with your death
The scent of insides covers Manhattan
Your blood races with your excitement
The scent of insides covers Manhattan
Spir a poor bastard in his face gets you going again
Niko Bellic, you fucking waste
You poor excuse for a virtual life
Niko Bellic, you fucking waste of life
Niko Bellic, you fucking waste of time
Chaos is only the beginning
Follow me and I'll show you dysfunction