Chip's Journey

Total agony, cruel hellscape

Bad back, pouring rain

What the fuck, bills are due today?

What the fuck is all this doing to me?

Doesn’t matter, phone rings

Nothing good, whiskey drink

Feet hurt, I'm fucking tired

Brain fried but I don’t mind

Put the gun

Back in your pocket

Pet a dog

Smoke some weed

Everything will be okay

Just as long as I disintegrate

Wait, where am I?

Where am I?

Fuck all you motherfuckers

I'll take the soup and salad to go

Eat shit, die quick

Where's my fucking tooth?

I'm coming back for that thing

I'm coming back for that thing