Grudge Report

Contact through computer, broken guitar, amplifier and dreams
Felt old a long time ago but now the rest of the world's gotten older than me
So what's the deal here?
Are you too old to get there?

Or too lazy to come here, too lazy to even stay in touch?
No calls inside these walls, a simple how are you is a little
Much to ask of you
So I'll go on without you

I gotta take my chances and go it alone
And take my chances and go it alone
And take my chances and go it alone
I hate people anyway

Pile up in a dumpster, light that match and burn it up and run
Away to somewhere safe, rubber tires are grounded, go from place to place
You cannot live here
You've already died here

And gotta take my chances and go it alone
And take my chances and go it alone
And take my chances and go it alone
I hate people anyway

Don't give up
On the first thing you believe
Don't give up
On the first thing you believe

Don't give up
On the first thing you believe
Don't give up
On the first thing, on the first thing you believe

I'll take my chances and go it alone
I'll take my chances and go it alone
I'll take my chances and go it alone
I don't need this shit anyway

I don't want to wake up to an alarm clock thinking, well, what the fuck, I've done enough
It's time to start living, start giving up
I know I'll have to
Or just move on without you

Take my chances and go it alone
And take my chances and go it alone
And take my chances and go it alone
I hate people anyway

I hate people anyway
I hate people anyway