Stop me if you've heard this before
But this time I swear I've got something more to say
You're not a patient, you're a f*cking customer.
I've given it all that I can
I've given it everything and more
But when I say It's not so bad
What does that really mean
This is why we can't have nice things.
In this world there are eaters and feeders
Which one are you
Somebody better call somebody now
This is not living
This is f*cking survival.
Blood Sweat Beers
And with my tongue placed firmly in my cheek I say
That's why a carpenter's door will always squeak
And with my tongue placed firmly in your cheek I say
I say that I'm drowning, and I still need a f*cking drink
And then I look up and I said god damn
Sometimes when we're pushed we don't push back
I hope the cancer does not kill you