Years of disasters by Bankrupt
Things could get worse, I knew it well
When Satan met Saddam in Hell
We've closed a year of disasters, prepared for more to come
I'm getting more and more depressed, am I the only one?
So why can't I just take it as it comes?
No season change, the weather's mild
The situation's getting wild
Panic at the fireworks, riots on the streets
We've traded in reality for some shattered dreams
So why can't I just take it
Why can't I just take it
We ain't gonna make it, as it seems