I Hate My Life
Theory of a Deadman
[Verse 1] So sick of the hobos Always beggin’ for change- I don’t like how I gotta work And they just sit around and get paid. I hate all of the people Who can’t drive their cars- Bitch you better get out of the way before I start falling apart. I hate how my wife Is always up my ass- She always wants to buy brand new thingsBut I don’t have the cash. [Chorus] Well I hate my Job all of my rich friends I hate everyone to the bitter end. Nothing turns out right There’s no end in sight I hate my life. [Verse 2] How come I never get laid? Nice guys always lose- How could she have another headache? There’s always some kind of excuse. I still hate my job My boss is a dick - I don’t get paid nearly enough To put up with all of his shit. [Chorus] Well I hate my Job all of my rich friends I hate everyone to the bitter end. Nothing turns out right There’s no end in sight I hate my life. [Verse 3] I hate that I can’t tell When a girl’s underage- And how when I tell her she’s a nice piece of ass Then her daddy punches me in the face. So if you’re pissed like me Bitches here’s what you’ve gotta do- Put your middle fingers up in the air Go on and say ’Fuck you’ [Chorus] Well I hate my Job all of my rich friends I hate everyone to the bitter end. Nothing turns out right There’s no end in sight I hate my life. So much at stake Can’t catch a break I hate my life- No there’s nothing new And it sucks to be you I fucking hate my life! Fuck!