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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Fucked Up On Life”

• I don't have many friends just some pretty loose and dead ends even one can be a bit much for me and they call me but I never end up calling them back they lose patience as I lose track I don't care anymore if I ever did before but I'm not really paying attention people say what reflects well on them and everyone's lying like rugs and everyone thinks I'm on drugs but I'm just fucked up on life cause it doesn't add up and I never know what should be done I know I'm far from the only one I stay out of the fray I figure I do less damage that way I'm outstanding in my field and all I ever want to do is just get plowed I always feel outnumbered in a crowd and if the truth be known I feel outnumbered when I'm all alone if you're wondering why there's no affect when I speak, when you look in my eyes I couldn't begin to explain I'm almost perfectly sane but I'm just fucked up on life I'm just fucked up, fucked up on life oo oo oo ah na na na na dum dum day I never know what I should do or say when words fail me I react reciprocally I'm just fucked up on life I'm just fucked up, fucked up on life

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