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Someone please, please write a script that's made for me that appeals to people listening to this cd, I gotta wish, I gotta wish that all of this was something special. I need a drink I need a pill, no wait I was over two years sober, but this guy he said that I was on drugs I should give some money to that bitch or I could just get a real fucking job I am a prick, look at me go I can get lucky playing some shows I m a bitch ima go get some new expensive shit oh man I hurt, emotions they suck, but ill just tell people I don't give a fuck about that shit Aint nobody fuckin with me man aint nobody fuckin with me Rancid is the sound of my voice croaking its drama across an orchestra of friendly faces singing along with their dying concern Rancid is the sound of my voice croaking its drama across an orchestra of friendly faces singing along with their dying concern to my bullshit Where did our honor go, I think I know, we've all been fucking each other in bathrooms at parties where did my money go, I spent it on blow, you know that I fucked all my homies hos where did our morals go I left them in cabo my parents can pay for the abortion you know who has a plan? We hold out our hands in hope for a free ride to successful endeavors the weak are the liars the strong think too much I am too cynical to say I don't give a fuck the weak are the liars the strong think too much I am too cynical to say I don't give a fuck I need money, I need clothes, I need women, I need blow Something is very fucking wrong resting your head on your best friend sisters shoulder your mother's job is to fuck all your neighbors bodies thrusting to the beat of our shame Where did our honor go I think I know we've all been fucking each other in bathrooms at parties where did my money go, I spent it on blow, you know that I fucked all my homies hos where did our morals go I left them in cabo my parents can pay for the abortion you know who has a plan we hold out our hands in hope for a free ride to successful endeavors give my regards to all you shady fucks thorn in my fucking side loyalty honesty trust respect humility sincerity we are all so full of fucking shit we are all so full of fucking shit Kurt: "Uneasy hearts weigh the most, oh uneasy hearts they weigh the most... Maybe i can find a place for you with all the things you do, i have no clue, watching you, lately i, have been hoping to, in thought of what to say, what they don't find out" |
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