Fresh Outta F***s
I was up all night
I couldn't fucking sleep
It's been one hell of a week
Mushroom and housework balls beep
Outside is a garbage heap
I forgot to put out the blue bags
For a bunch of weeks
And now it really stinks
One is ripped open
I think
That it was the crows I feed
Garbage is everywhere
It's a good thing that I don't care
At least the birds had some snacks
I just wish that they would talk back
When I call to them on the step
Or bring me gifts like the ones
You see on the internet
I'm hopeful they will one day bring me something cool like a coin
I'd be happy if it was a stick
I am fresh outta fucks
Good thing I'm not violent
Losing what's left of my mind little bit by fucking bit
Cleaned up the entire house
Fell down the stairs and slipped
In a massive pile of steaming dog shit
Fucked my wrist and cut my arm and I twisted my back
I'm just lucky that I didn't have a fucking heart attack
You'd think that I'd be pissed but I've learned to deal with it
Life's is pretty good even though I'm not very good at it
The dog knocked over my mic stand
I'm in 1000 bands
This music shit keeps me sane but it's getting out of hand
Try to have a hot threesome, they're always a bunch of duds
Hookup apps are filled with bots and sketchy fucking drugs
I don't want your gross ass shit
My wife's always better at it
Too socially awkward
To go look elsewhere for it
I fucking love my wife
I love fucking my wife
I fucking love my life
Doing the dishes, looking out the window where my mom killed herself
Taken away by ambulance, it was fucking wrong
I used to cry but now I have set it all aside
Life can be hard as shit, but don't you slit your fucking wrist
Just rock out and sing along
Don't sleep all day long
Enjoy yourself and don't be a fucking ding dong
I am fresh outta fucks
I am fresh outta fucks
I couldn't fucking sleep
It's been one hell of a week
Mushroom and housework balls beep
Outside is a garbage heap
I forgot to put out the blue bags
For a bunch of weeks
And now it really stinks
One is ripped open
I think
That it was the crows I feed
Garbage is everywhere
It's a good thing that I don't care
At least the birds had some snacks
I just wish that they would talk back
When I call to them on the step
Or bring me gifts like the ones
You see on the internet
I'm hopeful they will one day bring me something cool like a coin
I'd be happy if it was a stick
I am fresh outta fucks
Good thing I'm not violent
Losing what's left of my mind little bit by fucking bit
Cleaned up the entire house
Fell down the stairs and slipped
In a massive pile of steaming dog shit
Fucked my wrist and cut my arm and I twisted my back
I'm just lucky that I didn't have a fucking heart attack
You'd think that I'd be pissed but I've learned to deal with it
Life's is pretty good even though I'm not very good at it
The dog knocked over my mic stand
I'm in 1000 bands
This music shit keeps me sane but it's getting out of hand
Try to have a hot threesome, they're always a bunch of duds
Hookup apps are filled with bots and sketchy fucking drugs
I don't want your gross ass shit
My wife's always better at it
Too socially awkward
To go look elsewhere for it
I fucking love my wife
I love fucking my wife
I fucking love my life
Doing the dishes, looking out the window where my mom killed herself
Taken away by ambulance, it was fucking wrong
I used to cry but now I have set it all aside
Life can be hard as shit, but don't you slit your fucking wrist
Just rock out and sing along
Don't sleep all day long
Enjoy yourself and don't be a fucking ding dong
I am fresh outta fucks
I am fresh outta fucks
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Writer(s): Danny Sparrow
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