brett newski - d.i.y. lyrics
in the corner there’s a girl with purple hair making eyes
i’m pretty sure she hates me
i’m not cool enough to be here
i struggle through a couple folk songs as the crowd trickles down the stairs
as the folks gather round’ i’m met with mean mugs, stink eyes and hateful stares
i’m d.i.y
i’m punk as f+ck
don’t need your money
i don’t want your love
my voice gets drowned out as the crowd talks over me
my girlfriend’s making out with a face+tattoo on the washing machine
the tip jar is full of pockеt lint and 37 cents
and one half+smoked cigarеtte
i guess i’ll just go f+++ myself
i’m d.i.y
i’m punk as f+ck
don’t need your money
i don’t want your love
some ass hole crashes into me
now i smell like skunky pbr
my soul is crushed
i’ve had enough
i’d rather be at my delivery job
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