1. |
rotten
01:51
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Odd man out stuck in this place
I've got a lot to say and on my plate
Day by day things get so jaded
Gonna break out of this cage unfaded
All burnt out
And I'm filled with doubt
What's it all about?
You're about to find out
You can't tell me what to do
You can't tell me what to say
You can't tell me how to live
Don't tell me how to behave
All the same views surrounding me
Are the ones my parents would agree
With the way my life's supposed to be
But they're too blind to really see
That I'll live my life how I see fit
And I just won't care to give a shit
About pleasing snobs with words and wit
Or the right and wrongs I may commit
All burnt out
And I'm filled with doubt
What's it all about?
You're about to find out
You can't tell me what to do
You can't tell me what to say
You can't tell me how to live
Don't tell me how to behave
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2. |
pessimist
02:20
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My self-esteem is low
And my IQ's lower
I've got nothing to show
Other than I'm slower
I'm smart enough to know
Just when to call to call it quits
I guess it goes to show
I'm a worthless pessimist
Just give up
Life just sucks
Out of luck
Everywhere I go
It just brings me down
And though I try to grow
I can't help but frown
Is it wrong of me
If I may insist
That I'd rather be dead
I'm a worthless pessimist
Just give up
Life just sucks
Out of luck
Just give up
Life just sucks
Out of luck
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3. |
misinformed
01:39
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The tracks you tried to hide
They aren't so hard to find
Just give it time
Just give it time
The rumors that you spread
Were all made in your head
And now you're dead
And now you're dead
Take down who you can cause you've got no friends, you've got nothing left to lose
Don't care what you spew cause what's it to you, you've got no one left to use
Take down who you can cause you've got no friends, you've got nothing left to lose
Don't run away
From what you say
Don't be upset
Try not to fret
Keep your mouth shut
You curly-haired mutt
Now that you're gone
We're much better off
Can't run away
From what you say
Don't be upset
Try not to fret
Keep your mouth shut
You curly-haired mutt
Now that you're gone
We're much better off
Take down who you can cause you've got no friends, you've got nothing left to lose
Don't care what you spew cause what's it to you, you've got no one left to use
Take down who you can cause you've got no friends, you've got nothing left to lose
Don't run away
From what you say
Don't be upset
Try not to fret
Keep your mouth shut
You curly-haired mutt
Now that you're gone
We're much better off
Can't run away
From what you say
Don't be upset
Try not to fret
Keep your mouth shut
You curly-haired mutt
Now that you're gone
We're much better off
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4. |
hard for cash
03:13
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What's the point of working jobs anymore?
When the value of the dollar bill is through the floor
These days I get by scraping cent by cent
Because all my other money has already been spent
And I don't know how long
That I could keep this up
The fact is we've been wronged
By system's gone corrupt
And I don't know how long
That I could keep this up
The fact is we've been wronged
By system's gone corrupt
I bust my ass spending hours a day
Sweeping floors, opening doors for the minimum wage
These days I get by scraping cent by cent
Because all my other money has already been spent
And I don't know how long
That I could keep this up
The fact is we've been wronged
By system's gone corrupt
And I don't know how long
That I could keep this up
The fact is we've been wronged
By system's gone corrupt
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5. |
full of it
01:51
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You take
All you can
It never ends
You're fake
But then again
You can't pretend
You care
Because you don't
I know you won't
Won't dare
To come to me
Because you're scared
You've lost your hold on me
And you're still yet to see
The damage I could do
To low-life scum like you
And now I've got no doubt
That I've got it figured out
Like the person that you are
You won't get very far
Full of it
Full of it
Full of it
Full of it
You're cold
Just like your blood
It's thick as mud
You keep
Just what you want
Right at the front
Of your mind
And what I want
You never thought
To ask
It's about you
And all you do
You've lost your hold on me
And you're still yet to see
The damage I could do
To low-life scum like you
And now I've got no doubt
That I've got it figured out
Like the person that you are
You won't get very far
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