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I hate being alive. I've got nothing better to do. I'm unsatisfied and no one's gonna wanna change that. You wonder if people like you. Nobody like me too. I hate everything about you. I hate everything about me.
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I live in a cryogenic potato fucking chamber. I don't want to leave my house this year. I live in a cryogenic potato fucking chamber. Don't ask me out for a fucking beer.
I don't care about the fucking snow. I don't care about mountain skis. I just want some baked potatoes with some sour cream and cheese. I don't want to wear fifty layer just to get to the fucking mailbox. I'd rather have everyone get naked, but you can still wear socks
It's too fucking cold and I'm mother fucking hungry
I don't care about building snowmen or losing my finger tips. I'd rather be tailgating with a pocket full of nips. So I lock myself in my room with a bag of fucking potatoes and wait patiently for the sun cuz' the winter fucking blows.
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Number Two Party Song
03:32
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Never have I ever had a day I didn't want to die. I fucking hate your life. I fucking hate your wife. And I guess that we can drink to this when it's Friday night. Pretend that I'm alright. Everything's alright.
Let's go. Get out of bed again. No time to dwell on being man. Break free. Separate the soul. Let mind and logic take control.
Everything is so great and I feel so fucking grand.
Combine all the properties. My stock: not good enough for me. I want and I will never have. I'm greed; I'm American
We're all such good, good people. We're loving and kind and selfless.
Everybody wants something they cannot have. Everybody wants someone who don't want them back. And you know you all want it. You all gotta have it. But you know you'll all fucking die alone.
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Armchair Politics
04:11
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Another day in the meat grinder. No one cares if you live or die. Your friends are all your enemies. Everything you know is just lies.
Don't tell me I've got a death wish now. I know you don't know a thing or two. Armchair politics and beer. You're all breeding fear. We're all gonna die.
Don't hate me cuz' I hat you. We've all gotta do the things we do.
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Karmic Bone Shifter
03:27
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Every day is the worst fucking day of my life.
Hit the car, rip off the rear view. Hit the pedal; don't stop til everything is new. No one cares. It's okay. There's no baggage. No more fears. you're okay: your new adage
It's the karmic bone shifter
Every day is the worst fucking day of your life til you find the first day of the rest of your life. And I know no one cares of this epiphany. Endless feeling on the careless left behind me.
Love it all cuz' why the fuck not. Hate your guts cuz' why the fuck not. Wanna fuck? You're looking fucking hot. Weird love: there's nothing wrong with what we got.
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Rest in Reese's Pieces
03:06
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You tried to call a spade for what it is, but we live in masquerade. That's just the business of love and war. There ain't no fucking rules. Sometimes we win, but mainly we just lose. And you know you'll probably be alright, but you're sitting home alone. You gotta just move on.
I went to the doctor to check my heart. He said man you're pathetic go do some are. So I wrote seven songs to make it through, but in the end I had to murder you.
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Something Stupid
04:07
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