intercourse - i need saturday off so i can play a teenager's basement lyrics
the child i once was would cry at this old man’s cracked hands
i spent half my life stuck in traffic
suffering the minutiae of stranger’s tragedies
nice job pal, you k!lled yourself rushing to that job you hate
and you made everyone out here late
something’s f+cked when you’ve worked six days a week your entire adult life
but still need to take out a loan to keep your house warm
it’s not just bad decisions, it’s capitalism
and i’ve shoveled enough of this sh+t to know the difference
they say do what you love and you’ll never work a day in your life
it’s funny cuz i’ve never had a job i liked
you bring the matches, i’ll bring the gas
we can build bonfires out of these bridges we’ll burn
we’ll have the last laugh
a steady diet of fatigue and emptiness
my hands are jealously someone else’s but i can have what’s left
i’m still stuck in traffic
my hands are jealously someone else’s but i can have what’s left
i can have what’s left
i can have what’s left
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