Hate My Life
So sick of the hobos always begging for changeI don’t like how I gotta workAnd they just sit around and get paid
I hate all of the people who can’t drive their carsBitch, you better get out of the wayBefore I start falling apart
I hate how my wife is always up my assShe always wants to buy brand new thingsBut I don’t have the cash
ChorusI hate my job, all of my rich friendsI hate everyone to the bitter endNothing turns out right, there’s no end in sightI hate my life!
How come I never get laid, nice guys always loseHow could she have another headacheThere’s always some kind of excuseI still hate my job, my boss is a dickI don’t get paid nearly enoughTo put up with all of your shit!
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I hate that I can’t tell when a girl’s underageYou know, I tell her she’s a nice piece of assThen her daddy punches me in the face
So if you’re pissed like meBitches, here’s what you gotta doPut your middle fingers up in the airGo on and say “Fuck you!”
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So much at stake, can’t catch a breakI hate my lifeNo, it’s nothing new, hear, “it sucks to be you”I fucking hate my life—fuck!