Braindead
Getting bored
Fat and ignored and
You're nothing you're nothing
Don't want more shutting the door and you're nothing your nothing
A fuckin 'F', 'D' at best, and
You're nothing you're nothing
You're nothing you're nothing
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah
Nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah
Nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah
Nothing seems to teach you
Sometimes I go blind staring at the sun
I'm outta love, dead out of luck and
You're nothing you're nothing
It's too much giving a fuck and
You're nothing you're nothing
Blah blah blah blah blah blah
You're nothing you're nothing
You're nothing you're nothing
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Sometimes I go blind staring at the sun
Sometimes I go blind staring at the sun
Bad times work out fine
Good times in my mind
Sometimes I go blind staring at the sun
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Fat and ignored and
You're nothing you're nothing
Don't want more shutting the door and you're nothing your nothing
A fuckin 'F', 'D' at best, and
You're nothing you're nothing
You're nothing you're nothing
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah
Nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah
Nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah
Nothing seems to teach you
Sometimes I go blind staring at the sun
I'm outta love, dead out of luck and
You're nothing you're nothing
It's too much giving a fuck and
You're nothing you're nothing
Blah blah blah blah blah blah
You're nothing you're nothing
You're nothing you're nothing
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Sometimes I go blind staring at the sun
Sometimes I go blind staring at the sun
Bad times work out fine
Good times in my mind
Sometimes I go blind staring at the sun
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Nothing seems to teach you, ah yeah nothing seems to teach you
Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Carper, Michael Bylund-cloonan, Brett Jansch, Daniel Moffitt
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