Versuri Theory Of A Deadman - Hate My Life

Album: Theory Of A Deadman - Scars and Souvenirs 2008

So sick of the hobos always begging for change
I don't like how I gotta work and
They just sit around and get paid
I hate all of the people who can't drive their cars.
b***h you better get outta the way
Before I start falling apart

I hate how my wife is always up my a*s
She always wants to buy brand new things
But I don't have the cash.

I hate my job, all of my rich friends
I hate everyone to the bitter end.
Nothing turns out right There's no end in sight
I hate my life!

How come I never get laid nice guys always lose.
How could she have another headache
There's always some kind of excuse
I still hate my job, my boss is a dick
"I don't get paid nearly enough
To put up with all of your s**t"

I hate my job, all of my rich friends
I hate everyone to the bitter end.
Nothing turns out right There's no end in sight
I hate my life!

I hate that I can't tell when a girl's underage,
You know, I tell her she's a nice piece of a*s,
Then her daddy punches me in the face

So if you're pissed like me
b*****s, here's what you gotta do
Put your middle fingers up in the air
Go on and say "f**k you!"

I hate my job, all of my rich friends
I hate everyone to the bitter end.
Nothing turns out right There's no end in sight
I hate my life!

So much at stake, can't catch a break
I hate my life
No, it's nothing new hear " it sucks to be you"
I fuckin hate my life
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