Theme Song
I don't give a fuck about anything
When I think about the future all I see is it bringing me pain, misery, and poverty
I've been trying for fifteen years to smile and take shit, but now it's so clear
That it's all downhill, yeah, it's all downhill from here
I wish I could turn back the clock eight years
And have thought twice about the person staring back at me in the mirror
I don't give a fuck about anything
When I think about the future all I see is it bringing me pain, misery, and poverty
I've been trying for fifteen years to smile and take shit, but now it's so clear
That it's all downhill, yeah, it's all downhill from here
I wish I could turn back the clock five years
I never would have thought that you'd be standing right here
Life's got the best of me, now I just want to drop to my knees
Scream and punch the concrete until my hands bleed
It's all a fucking joke to me, I wake up and work and get fucked up and sleep
And then wake up and work and get fucked up all over again
Life's got the best of me, now I just want to drop to my knees
Scream and punch the concrete until my hands bleed
It's all a fucking joke to me, I wake up and work and get fucked up and sleep
And then wake up and work and get fucked up all over again
When I think about the future all I see is it bringing me pain, misery, and poverty
I've been trying for fifteen years to smile and take shit, but now it's so clear
That it's all downhill, yeah, it's all downhill from here
I wish I could turn back the clock eight years
And have thought twice about the person staring back at me in the mirror
I don't give a fuck about anything
When I think about the future all I see is it bringing me pain, misery, and poverty
I've been trying for fifteen years to smile and take shit, but now it's so clear
That it's all downhill, yeah, it's all downhill from here
I wish I could turn back the clock five years
I never would have thought that you'd be standing right here
Life's got the best of me, now I just want to drop to my knees
Scream and punch the concrete until my hands bleed
It's all a fucking joke to me, I wake up and work and get fucked up and sleep
And then wake up and work and get fucked up all over again
Life's got the best of me, now I just want to drop to my knees
Scream and punch the concrete until my hands bleed
It's all a fucking joke to me, I wake up and work and get fucked up and sleep
And then wake up and work and get fucked up all over again
Credits
Writer(s): 0, Ryan Young
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