Better Off Dead - Koritni

Stalking chat rooms instigating a terror enterprise

You’re everything that I despise yeah

What can I do to get my message through?

I think you’re sick, you’re sick in the bead

I don’t care what daddy made to you

So just admit you need a straight jacket

Lunatic terror architect

I think you’re sick, you’re sick in the head

your therapist and momma even said

You’re better off, you’re better off dead!

I hear you screaming I’m not the enemy through a veil of black tears

You’re your own private eye and you’re my nightmare engineer

Called the cops but they didn’t show,

They’re more efficient in the videos

If this was SVU or CSI

That bitch would be in prison right about prime time

Bitch I hope you die

What can I do to get my message through?

I think you’re sick, you’re sick in the head

I don’t care what daddy made to you

So just admit you need a straight jacket

Lunatic terror architect

I think you’re sick, you’re sick in the head

your therapist and momma even said

You’re better off, you’re better off dead!

We are surfing a cultural tidal wave called the internet

And what brilliance has this digital age brought us?

Well you can have quick answer to stupid questions

But what if those questions involve other people’s personal affairs?

Well if you want them answered then

I guess you’d turn to a social network

I mean that’s a stalkers paradise right there

Just grab some random photos, make up a name

And you’re ready to pass judgement on people

And anonymously fuck with their lives

What can I do to get my message through?

I think you’re sick, you’re sick in the head

I don’t care what daddy did to you

So just admit you need a straight jacket

Casuing pain and it gets you where?

I think you’re sick, you’re sick in the head

your therapist and momma even said

You’re better off, you’re better off fuckin' dead!

You’re better off dead bitch