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Party Like A Burnout
03:12
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Got a roughly 9-5 and it sucks
and I’m way past my prime, I’m shit outta luck
Overqualified, overworked, I’m way underpaid
and I’m Feeling too old I don’t know what’s up
Had the keys to the world in my hands
Now I’m talkin all this shit that no one understands
When you got eyes that seen all sides of life
“IDK” “idunno” “wakaranaiyo!”
(bridge)
goddamn i’m a fucking loser
goddamn gonna die in a pile of trash
goddamn world’s nothin but a corpse on fire
flesh and rot’s just the name of the game
Goddamn it’s a waking nightmare
Goddamn it’s a plague and there’s no vaccine
Goddamn everyone is out to get me
Worst part is I got nothin’ to lose
(chorus)
Who else in the place sick and tired of life?
put your middle fingers up like a gun to the sky
Tell God what you think with an axe in your hand
Burn the altars of the powers that be
If I’m going out I guess this is it
Rolling back the sheets, I made this bed
But you got a gun to my head
and your finger’s on the trigger
and I’m not tired yet
But you’re telling me to sleep
Keys broke in the ignition
and I’m outta gas, so what the hell
got another leak inside that needs fixin
But these fucking bills won’t pay themselves
(to bridge)
Wasted my best years living in the closet
scared that God would get me
A fist in the sky that don’t exist
Leviathan is just the guy next door
My eyes are getting so damn blurry
And the light is dead so surely
I’m a walking talking goddamn zombie
and there’s nothing holding me back
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I ain’t tryina brag
I ain’t fuckin foolin no one
This ain’t for the livin
This is for the folks who got none
If you think I’m trying
I assure you I’m not
Cuz long ago i gave up
ever being seen on The Needle Drop
Disposable sound
These songs are aging like fruit
and like a twink in his 40s
I guess I’m following suit
so if you got bank
Like a fat 808
Then get the fuck up off my track
This ain’t your partying space
It’s a place for the losers
All the tragically lame
Who’s social presence is unwanted
Living chemical stains
We are the long outdated
Zero clout to our names
And at the end of the night
Back to the trash where we came
get the fuck out now
(Chorus)
This is a roll call
Everybody beautiful down
This is a party for the ugly
Burn it all to the ground
This is a curtain fall
Stand up for the lack of applause
No prima donna singing aria
Just rage in the raw
I’m more sick of you
Than you’re tired of me
Don’t care to be the song and dance
That gets you up on your feet
Just wanna do my fucking thing
Fuck every part of the game
Fuck all your legends and your royalty
This is a new age
This ain’t a fashion statement
or attempt to flex what I got
Not gonna be a fucking poseur
Act like someone I’m not
Yeah every now and then
I gotta blow some steam out my chest
but this is all about expression
Not some fucking contest
Fuck this
Fuck that
Fuck me
Fuck you
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