[Verse 1] You need a uniform So you won't be ignored You are affected And so you're accepted
[Verse 2] It's time you invested in a bottle of poison So we don't have to hear about you bitching and moaning You think you could afford a fucking bottle of asprin
[Verse 3] Boo fucking hoo you're not the only one whose life's a piece of shit And yet miraculously somehow we all seem to deal with it Did anybody think that you would really seriously slit your wrists In fact I think that everybody thinks you're seriously full of shit
You don't mean it
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[Verse 4] You think you're saying something relevant as you connect the dots You never realized you have to get in line to suck a cock You're telling me that fifty million screaming fans are never wrong I'm telling you that fifty million screaming fans are fucking morons