Distress
Wrote a break up letter, to my government
Stamped the fuckin envelope, away it fucking went
They get it tuesday, boy they're gunna shit
Insured that fucker and, they have to sign for it
It opens pretty badly, the whole thing's that way
Turns out I had a whole lot of shit to say
I hope you fuckin die, do it slow
I don't want to be with you no more
You're not my government, not anymore
You're just a big bleeding fucking sore
I hope you fucking die, do it slow
I don't want to be with you no more
Stamped the fuckin envelope, away it fucking went
They get it tuesday, boy they're gunna shit
Insured that fucker and, they have to sign for it
It opens pretty badly, the whole thing's that way
Turns out I had a whole lot of shit to say
I hope you fuckin die, do it slow
I don't want to be with you no more
You're not my government, not anymore
You're just a big bleeding fucking sore
I hope you fucking die, do it slow
I don't want to be with you no more
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Writer(s): Tony Sabbato
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