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So fking what?!?
I can get drunk
I can get laid
I can go mad
I can get paid
I get confused
I can get screwed
I can do nothing
So fking what?!?
I can get r*ped
I can get shot
I can spend years
Just sucking your snot
I could be lonely
I could go mad
I could do nothing
So fking what?!?
Not getting through
I can smoke pot
I can cause damage
Go kill alot
Dont want to be here
But at least theres beer
And I must drink something
So fking...
So fking...
It is your life that weve come to slap
Reach for my gat things begin to connect
Well they tell me, anything goes
Then oh my God I got a thing up my nose!
So... what?!?
Ill have fking fun without you
Out until
I wont miss you
But Ill govern everything in your life
I hate your guts, but you dont have to die
I can get drunk
I can get laid
I can get sick
I can get dead
I guess it sucks
That I dont give a fk
But I could do nothingSo fking
Now is the time
I have got you alone
Ill cut all the mustard
Right close to the bone
The fkers will cluster
Like c**ts in the tomb
The rafters will banter
The cows will come home
Come home