Hate My Life

Song by Theory of a Deadman

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… So sick of the hobos
Always beggin' 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
Bitch you better get out of the way
Before I, start falling apart

… I hate how my wife
Is always up my ass
She always wants to buy brand new things
But I, don't have the cash

… Well 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 his shit

… Well 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
And how when I tell her she's a nice piece of ass
Then her daddy punches me in the face

… So if you're pissed like me
Bitches here's what you've gotta do
Put your middle fingers up in the air
Go on and say "fuck you"

… Well 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

… Now there's nothing new
And it sucks to be you
I fucking hate my life

Erm pls stop squishing them they are get brain damag and I am going to have to report you to police 

HAPPPY BURGARLARDAY !