Viro The Virus - Deep End (The Underestimation of Troubled Tim) lyrics
[Viro The Virus - Deep End The Underestimation of Troubled Tim lyrics]
"Bornbornborn out my fucking mind"
Timmy timmy's a white dude in ninth grade
Thinking of a crime wave
Or a murder spree 'cos he gets called
A nerd and geek in school
The ones that's cool make him play the fool
And while he's taking shorts they get
The girls and play the sports
He's the one who does their book reports
Gives them his prize while he's reviewing
His notes in lunch period five
In the study hall period four
Him and his boy both feel the same and think
Of ways to make them feel their pain
At home he suffers from boredom so
He emails his cousins all night surfs
The net and orders pornos
He's called a weirdo in the halls
Rudely usually his voice squeaks in
Response the penalty of puberty
English teacher screams "you have a
Thesis due to me!"
But he was busy envisioning the future
Eulogies of all the students he
Despises and idolises at the same time
He's designing a bomb for the crime
When the pompous and popular
Arrive wanting fun
Receive their demise from the
Gun under his cummerbund
Revenge of the acne-faced who
Never had a date mass homicide if he spikes
The punch with cyanide
It's quite a surprise like
One moment everyone's laughing and dancing
Then the next moment everyone dies
With C4's strapped to his thighs
The end result the years of pent-up pressure
That pushed him to this resort
Him and his man hate rap
And can't relate to blacks
Can't talk to their parents
'cos of generational gaps
And their fellow Caucasian kids
With similar attributes
Can't connect with the either 'cos
They listen to rappers too
Got a Swastika tattoo shaved his
Head to the skin
Just to offend the social cliques
Who never let him in
Him and his friend Benjamin sit in the gym
Both the brunt of jokes
He just pretends he ain't listening
Really it hurt like a kick to the shin
Now death is the payback
For being embarrassed
In front of Kristen and Kim
Can't wait for it to begin
Their sinister plot should suffice
As the price
For years of not getting their props
It's what they do on the Idiotbox, on
The news at six o clock
So why should they not give it a shot?
Tim and Ben get to the spot
Planning destruction
Jovial shindig, but their manners disgusting
Others cutting the rug but
They're engaged in discussion
In the corner making sure the
Scheme is in order
Make the prom queen a goner
And all the other misses
Who gave them semesters full of
Hisses instead of kisses and the bullies
Like Reggie who daily gave them
Wedgies on the bus and would always bust on
Them 'bout being heavy
Guidance counselor Ms betty knew
He wasn’t steady now he's off the edge of
Sanity vendetta against humanity
How often was he insulted angrily?
Too many to count
Now redemption will come from a body count
And blood loss in large amounts
Troubled teen kamikaze mission
They mapped it out in Tim's kitchen
The pipe bomb would be their own invention
Assembled from downloaded schematics
And spare parts in Benjamin's attic
Tim grabbed the automatic from
Under his daddy's mattress
No cyanide or C4
But F it two out of four oughtta manage
And now the plan is
For Ben to hide the gadget in his clothing
And place it on the packed
Floor for it's explosion many dead
Few that survived the wreckage would
Flee towards the exit
Where Tim'll be standing to empty lead
Next is direct hit's
At ten pm Tim and Ben got in
Position to start it like ignitions
But somethin', malfunctioned
The explosive had a key component missing
But still it looked for injury inflicting
But didn't hesitate to detonate
And made the culprit a victim
Shrapnel to the face
Supposed to kill the patrons
Instead it went haywire backfired
And slayed Ben
What ensued was mayhem, expected reaction
Except it happened, too fast and
Tim wasn't ready for the distraction he
Hadn't reached the door yet
Their play was broken after seeming
Like a sure bet it only made him more vexed
Increased his heart palpitations
Several startled students escaping
Rapidly vacating
But still time remains to succeed with
The deed and reciprocate his pain
Fatality for Miss congeniality
Cheerleaders that dissed him and dodge ball
Captains that never picked him
Kill them for recognition and now
They'll never forget him
Needless to say he proceeded to spray
Aimed his negative energy at the
Heads of his enemies
Proceeded to murder, no need to speak further
Never under, estimate the hate of another
'cos yo
There are dark corners in everyone's
Mind and like any
Dark corner you never know what you'll find
Take no one lightly, 'cos even the unlikely
Can justify a reason to dive off the deep end
There are dark corners in everyone's
Mind and like any
Dark corner you never know what you'll find
Take no one lightly, 'cos even the unlikely
Can justify a reason to dive off the deep end
Never, under, estimate the hate of another
Never, under, estimate the hate of another
Never, under, estimate the hate of another
"Haha, now who's laughing"
Deep end, off the deep end
"Haha, now who's laughing"
"Haha, now who's laughing"
"Haha, now who's laughing"
"Haha, now who's laughing"
Timmy timmy's a white dude in ninth grade
Thinking of a crime wave
Or a murder spree 'cos he gets called
A nerd and geek in school
The ones that's cool make him play the fool
And while he's taking shorts they get
The girls and play the sports
He's the one who does their book reports
Gives them his prize while he's reviewing
His notes in lunch period five
In the study hall period four
Him and his boy both feel the same and think
Of ways to make them feel their pain
At home he suffers from boredom so
He emails his cousins all night surfs
The net and orders pornos
He's called a weirdo in the halls
Rudely usually his voice squeaks in
Response the penalty of puberty
English teacher screams "you have a
Thesis due to me!"
But he was busy envisioning the future
Eulogies of all the students he
Despises and idolises at the same time
He's designing a bomb for the crime
When the pompous and popular
Arrive wanting fun
Receive their demise from the
Gun under his cummerbund
Revenge of the acne-faced who
Never had a date mass homicide if he spikes
The punch with cyanide
It's quite a surprise like
One moment everyone's laughing and dancing
Then the next moment everyone dies
With C4's strapped to his thighs
The end result the years of pent-up pressure
That pushed him to this resort
Him and his man hate rap
And can't relate to blacks
Can't talk to their parents
'cos of generational gaps
And their fellow Caucasian kids
With similar attributes
Can't connect with the either 'cos
They listen to rappers too
Got a Swastika tattoo shaved his
Head to the skin
Just to offend the social cliques
Who never let him in
Him and his friend Benjamin sit in the gym
Both the brunt of jokes
He just pretends he ain't listening
Really it hurt like a kick to the shin
Now death is the payback
For being embarrassed
In front of Kristen and Kim
Can't wait for it to begin
Their sinister plot should suffice
As the price
For years of not getting their props
It's what they do on the Idiotbox, on
The news at six o clock
So why should they not give it a shot?
Tim and Ben get to the spot
Planning destruction
Jovial shindig, but their manners disgusting
Others cutting the rug but
They're engaged in discussion
In the corner making sure the
Scheme is in order
Make the prom queen a goner
And all the other misses
Who gave them semesters full of
Hisses instead of kisses and the bullies
Like Reggie who daily gave them
Wedgies on the bus and would always bust on
Them 'bout being heavy
Guidance counselor Ms betty knew
He wasn’t steady now he's off the edge of
Sanity vendetta against humanity
How often was he insulted angrily?
Too many to count
Now redemption will come from a body count
And blood loss in large amounts
Troubled teen kamikaze mission
They mapped it out in Tim's kitchen
The pipe bomb would be their own invention
Assembled from downloaded schematics
And spare parts in Benjamin's attic
Tim grabbed the automatic from
Under his daddy's mattress
No cyanide or C4
But F it two out of four oughtta manage
And now the plan is
For Ben to hide the gadget in his clothing
And place it on the packed
Floor for it's explosion many dead
Few that survived the wreckage would
Flee towards the exit
Where Tim'll be standing to empty lead
Next is direct hit's
At ten pm Tim and Ben got in
Position to start it like ignitions
But somethin', malfunctioned
The explosive had a key component missing
But still it looked for injury inflicting
But didn't hesitate to detonate
And made the culprit a victim
Shrapnel to the face
Supposed to kill the patrons
Instead it went haywire backfired
And slayed Ben
What ensued was mayhem, expected reaction
Except it happened, too fast and
Tim wasn't ready for the distraction he
Hadn't reached the door yet
Their play was broken after seeming
Like a sure bet it only made him more vexed
Increased his heart palpitations
Several startled students escaping
Rapidly vacating
But still time remains to succeed with
The deed and reciprocate his pain
Fatality for Miss congeniality
Cheerleaders that dissed him and dodge ball
Captains that never picked him
Kill them for recognition and now
They'll never forget him
Needless to say he proceeded to spray
Aimed his negative energy at the
Heads of his enemies
Proceeded to murder, no need to speak further
Never under, estimate the hate of another
'cos yo
There are dark corners in everyone's
Mind and like any
Dark corner you never know what you'll find
Take no one lightly, 'cos even the unlikely
Can justify a reason to dive off the deep end
There are dark corners in everyone's
Mind and like any
Dark corner you never know what you'll find
Take no one lightly, 'cos even the unlikely
Can justify a reason to dive off the deep end
Never, under, estimate the hate of another
Never, under, estimate the hate of another
Never, under, estimate the hate of another
"Haha, now who's laughing"
Deep end, off the deep end
"Haha, now who's laughing"
"Haha, now who's laughing"
"Haha, now who's laughing"
"Haha, now who's laughing"