HARSH on Hymns for the hearing impaired volume I

You treat me as a tool
Needful when you need
You say that we're
Friends
One big joke to me

I'm not your tool
I'm not your friend
Kill yourself
I don't care
Yeah do it today
It would be best
For everyone

I don't need your kind
I don't need your lies
Just go to your small house
And play with your toolbox