Aug 22, 2005 00:10
You don't mean it
You need a uniform
So you won't be ignored
You are affected
And so you're accepted
It's time you invested in a bottle of poison
So we don't have to hear about you bitchin and moanin
You think you could afford a fuckin bottle of asprin
Boo fuckin hoo you're not the only one whose live's a piece of
shit
And yet miraculously somehow we all seem to deal with it
Did anybody think that you would really seriously slit your
wrists
In fact I think that everybody thinks you're seriously full of
shit
You think you're saying something relevant as you connect the
dots
You never realized you have to get in line to suck a cock
You're telling me that fifty million screaming fans are never
wrong
I'm telling you that fifty million screaming fans are fucking
morons