Because your job sucks and life's a mess
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And living day to day
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Plastic people, phony smiles.
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Sometimes you wanna make them pay
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Surrended to the grindstone
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Your complacent and obey.
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You can't help but someday think will it always be this way?
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As the past gets blurry and memories start to fade
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You figure out what matters most, and is here to stay
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Your life is what you make it, that's what wise men say
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Raise the glass, and say the toast
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"Here's to the better days"
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Now that you're a zombie and joined the living dead
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The dead corps tell you what to think
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And who you are my friend.
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SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND!
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Get use to your bad choices, you'll live them everyday
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Another spirit broken, with many wasted days
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Closer to the deep end, hanging by the throat
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Better take your last breath, or lose it all my friend.
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Set that alarm, grit your teeth
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And walk among the dead.
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Welcome to the dead corps
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This is your dead end.
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SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND!
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Say Hello To My Little Friend
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Voodoo Glow Skulls |