Charles Bronson
Charles Bronson - Annual Martyr To Your Social Life lyrics
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It happens every year just about around this time when some drunken underage kids crash in a ditch and die and for a day or two everyone pretends to be upset Their friends are so sad, but it's only cuz now the fucking bouncers will be checking harder for fake I.D.'s Nobody wants to claim the responsibility So how the fuck should I feel when my friends are out doing the same thing You fucking idiots, you're just examples waiting to be made Cuz it's not a coincidence that there's a bar on every corner and five liquor stores in a two-mile radius The cycle will repeat itself but you'll never fucking see it!