| We’re living for life to be the way we feel
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| We’re not living for life but the death appeal
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| Said who needs a cancerous and boring end
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| When you can die from misery and following the trend
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| I say who cares anyway? |
| who listens to what I say?
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| This song rhymes and we play it in time
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| And if you want to live in super market isles
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| And take your vacation by flying for miles
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| Take a day off and live in the lies
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| While others work and capitalize
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| I say who cares anyway? |
| who listens to what I say?
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| This song rhymes and we play it in time
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| Play in your bands and live for fame
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| But all you’re doing is playing their game
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| Brood in the corner and complain about the rest
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| When all we’re living for is to die
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| I say who cares anyway? |
| who listens to what I say?
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| This song rhymes and we play it in time
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| We’re living like cockroaches in this place
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| Sprayed with insecticide that leaves no trace
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| And if we could crawl on you at night
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| You can be sure we’d love to bite
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| I say who cares anyway? |
| who listens to what I say?
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| This song rhymes and we play it in time
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| I’m not living life to be
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| A Real Cheap Fucker Like You COPOUT |