The Arrogant Sons Of Bitches
The Arrogant Sons Of Bitches - (I Must Be A Proctologist Because...) All I Do Is Deal With Assholes songtekst
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Well, contrary to what you think And what you've seen on mtv You don't have to be an asshole all the time Watch me as i take this knife out of My back to cut wrists and throat, i'll laugh Bleed to death, choke I've been used for all i'm worth Can't feed your ego anymore Or be that friend who'd take a shot for you Why not do one fucking thing That isn't for your fucking self If you cry I'll laugh at you Cause i'll be gone tomorrow, you'll Look into the mirror at you'll lie When you claim to care I can't believe he's gone for good, i Wish i could have said something Don't kid yourself You were never there for me Complacency When you talk to me All the kids agree You're irreverent as you feign respect for me Anger and pressure Build up inside of me I'll explode And you'll fake a frown So are you happy now Yeah, you got what you wanted You got your 3rd second chance And got the $15 Out of your pocket My last will and testament will Claim you shall get stoned to shit at my My funeral And when i'm gone tomorrow You'll talk to your new shiny friends And you'll lie When you claim to care Let's have a toast to our old friend, he'll Be there in our memories Go fuck yourself I wont waste my time there And it's so easy [repeat] To just give up