2 000 Reasons Songtext / Lyric

Sometimes I feel like a hundred of years old
My weekness is your consequence in ignorance

I'm like a spot on the ass of a fat bottom girl
I spoil your perfect harmony in apathy

20.000 resons
I guess a hundred more

It's my satisfaction seen'
those folds upon your face
they are the reward for every fuckin' trace

Sometimes I'm terrified
by increasing decadence
Your dullness education
in straight morality

Fully brainwashed but still happy
having open bowel
You are my undisputed embodiment of lies

20.000 resons
I guess a hundred more

It's my satisfaction seen'
those folds upon your face
they are the reward for every fuckin' trace

It's my satisfaction seen'
those folds upon your face
they are the reward for every fuckin' trace

It's my satisfaction seen'
those folds upon your face
they are the reward for every fuckin' trace

It's my satisfaction seen'
those folds upon your face
they are the reward for every fuckin' trace