It's a flux since of time.

I'm still a day behind.

In a rats maze of shame.

It's nothing but the same old game.

Add a new spin.

We still live in sin.

It's an offence to my senses.

You're a step behind.

You're a waste of my time.

You suffer from a decrease in intelligent independence.

It's your state of mind.

It's decaying from the inside.

You're a waste of space and I fear you have no sense of taste.

So I leave you now.

To wallow in your pathetic state.

See ya babe!