Throw Up

Hate the system because it's screwed up
I wonder why girls don't pick me up
I get out of bed and I've got all these problems on my head
I drive to work with the radio on
And it's playing some stupid song
And it makes me sick
I try to ignore it and it doesn't do the trick

Destination lost
At whatever the cost
And it makes me throw up
Destination gone
And I'm playing the song
And it makes me

I don't need to hear the same gibberish everyday
But even if I cared
I don't want to hear it anyway
I've wasted time at a wasted job
Don't know how I go on
And all this shit goes on and on and on

Destination lost
At whatever the cost
And it makes me throw up
Destination gone
And I'm playing the song
And it makes me

Destination lost
At whatever the cost
And it makes me throw up
Destination gone
And I'm playing the song
And it makes me

Hate the system
And question the rules
It's a lesson in life
That can't be taught in school
I know it now
More than I ever thought I knew how
It's everyday
I work a job I hate to get paid
It will never change
I've got to find a better way

Destination lost
At whatever the cost
And it makes me throw up
Destination gone
And I'm playing the song
And it makes me



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Richard Johnston, Michael Shane Wilson
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