| Lyrics : | Screed
written and copyrighted by Rob Davis on January 16, 2007
I sold out when I was born because I know the score
The first thing that I asked was “how can I get more?”
I wanna drift away on a sea of gross excess
I want fake consumer values and casual empty sex
Who cares?
I don't care
I’m so self-absorbed that I can’t consider you
And you can't consider, so what are we to do?
I guess we’ll have to live our lives being unfulfilled
If only that were something for which they made a pill
Who cares
I don't care
I believe in nothing and no one believes in me
I’m a first class product of this fucked society
I’m just a whiner though, and so I don’t know the cure
But this trend it just won’t end, of that I am quite sure
Who cares
I don't care
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