| Everyday that he wakes up just seems closer to death
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| That’s a mystic, stress is wicked, feels like there’s nothing left
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| He eats the same shit
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| Driving to work in the same whip
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| Works all week for the same chips
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| Sliding his dick in the same bitch
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| Every month, every week, everyday
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| There is no escape
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| Keep on going until your soul will break
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| Bald, out of shape and overweight
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| Now is the time to motivate
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| Drive home pump the shit
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| Dump your bitch
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| Get a new chick, strictly fuck buddy shit
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| Call work up and quit «What the flip?»
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| «Fuck off!» |
| Tell your boss to, «Suck a dick!»
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| Now you searched on the net for a person to sex
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| You’re rehearsing your best game flirt to impress
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| She arrives at 9 when the doorbell chimes
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| It blows your mind homegirls actually fine
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| As you climb off top of this girl
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| You’re on top of your game
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| On top of the world
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| Go back to your old job, not for respect
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| Or to get your old job back for the last check
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| As you walk through the office you manage to pass all
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| The desk occupied by this manager asshole
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| The mug sitting on it says, «#1 Father»
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| The picture beside it is probably his daughter
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| Nah. |
| It can’t be. |
| What? |
| Damn, is that right?
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| His daughter is the girl you fucked last night?
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| That’s amazing! |
| What a coincidence
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| Funny how incidence like this ruin girl’s innocence
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| If he knew what he held so sacred
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| Had been desecrated he would be filled with hatred
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| Probably wanna hang himself in the basement
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| Instead of trying to face it
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| Thank God you taped it
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| Tomorrow won’t be so average
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| Cause he’s gonna get a real special package
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| And it really won’t matter the amount
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| Cause you sent it out underneath the company’s account |