dont make me listen to this stupid brokwen record again, the needle's skipping and repeating never reaching the end. you know your bitchin and complaining like you've got it so tough, were sick of your crying will you ever shut up?
so keep bleeding your fake blood 'til no one even sees it, if thats the best you can make up at least act like you mean it.
give up the grudge shut your fucking mouth, why you gotta judge everybody but yourself, take a long around you there aint nobody home, i may be a loser but at least im no alone.
your mercedes wont start yeah thats a crying shame, i guess 90k a year buys nothing but complaints. the poeple in the nieghborhood think that im a threat, while there boss gets richer they get deeper in debt
give up the grudge shut your fucking mouth, why you gotta judge everybody but yourself, take a long around you there aint nobody home, i may be a loser but at least im no alone.
give up the grudge shut your fucking mouth, why you gotta judge everybody but yourself, take a long around you there aint nobody home, i may be a loser but at least im not a alone (slowly) then it repaeats and gets faster)
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