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The Song of Life Lyrics - Artist : Rav
I've been a sad motherfucker my whole life
That happy-ending type of shit's the stuff that I don't write Under the moon I keep penning disturbingly turbulent words all night Not thinking about the distractions My thinking is backwards My wings have been ripped and detached, word And I'm the prime suspect Why the fuck though? I don't know, I'm flustered Bloody footprints in the sands of time, fuck it I don't need to find a reason for my thriving self-destruction But perhaps I need a reason to fight Instead of dodging sleep, appeasing all these demons each night Growing complacent in the dark, I seldom reach for the light And even when I do attempt, it never seems to suffice And so I leech my own life Damn it! Gnarly dude I don't know if anyone's ever told you the story, the legend of old Skippy Johanson He was a good man, an upstanding man, an upstart man who gets it started right up He knew what he had to do to protect this town, to protect this county He did what he had to do Well anyway; He used to wake up in the morning At the crack of dawn Right at high noon And he'd, sing this song of life How much he loved life, he loved life so damn much So goddamn motherfucking much God damn, I hate my fucking life Sometimes I wish that I'd just fucking die See the suffering in my eyes I am not the one to play with Step up to the plate, and you'll wonder where the plate went Might just jump into a highway You do you, I'ma do me my way Maybe I'll take a day off of work just to work on suicide, wait Hmm... should I go with drugs? Then slit my wrists and fade under the water and a buzz? Not a martyr to a cause I'm just doin' what I have to So go on, call me selfish, 'cause I'm not as happy as you Ha, fuckface Fuck you and your fam for calling me a nutcase Ripping on an empty fucking cup Pacing round the room and wondering, "How long will all these drugs take?" Finna fucking kill myself and man I feel so psyched I've been thinking bout this shit all day and planning it all night And I know (Oh my God!) That I'll go- God damn, I hate my fuckin' life God damn, God damn, God God damn, I hate my fuckin' life God damn, God damn, God God damn, I hate my fuckin' life God damn, God damn, God God damn, I hate my fuckin' life (like) God damn, God damn, God God damn, God damn, God God damn, God damn, uh God damn, God damn, uh God damn, I hate my fuckin' life Until tragedy struck Thirteen died that day The mothers were never the same The fathers were never the same But the children... they really were never the same I don't even know what to say anymore But these goddamn son of a bitches Down by the old watering hole |
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