Lyrics: Pox: Do you know that feeling of a bright and sunny day? Well, that's the feeling I get when I tell a kid they can't play! Your butterflies, my poison spiders, your rainbows, my haze! Your technicolored dream, and I'm a nightmare of black and grey! That it feels so, so good be a little bit bad! And I don't know why, but I don't wanna go back! Yeah, I, got the animosity it keeps on pouring out of me! I don't know why, but I'm just a little bit bad! Jamni: I don't know what's so good about spreading suffering and hate but I. Know there is no debate of the smiles you could help to make, I- Pox: Like a clown? No, I'm not down! Don't get a twisted, no nothing missing! Like the frown! I like thunder, I like lightning, I like evil, I like frightening! I like chaos and confusion! I'm the master at abusing! Everyone around! (I'll finish the lyrics later) (I'm done for now.) "It feels so-so good to be a little bit bad!"
