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wore out the soles of my party boots
life is fast but i dont wanna live past you
cause you are my only roots
i was the king of the drug booze thing
now ive worn out the soles of my party boots
so call me shit faced master of disgrace
i dont care cuz my outer skin
is thick like crust and a liver thats rusted out
now im on a list
everybody wants to give a shit outta me
i wont give it but ill give ambivalence
i gotta memory box cause my memory blocks me
from remembering weeks
all the blacked out nights into white out mornings
into grey matter damagings
so call me fat fuck geriatric punk
give it straight cause i deserve
a verbal beating from an audience bleating
and a melee with no concern
everybody wants to give a shit outta me
i wont give it but i'll give irresponsiveness
everybody wants to drag me up again
i wanna go but the price keeps going up
going down is simple and practical
laying low but keeping it cynical
i'm on the wagon and its such a drag
without a key kick, shot or a drag
evidently no one likes a quitter
or an old punk's bitterness
so i'm waiting on the tap
on my shoulder cause we're all getting older not better
the laughs are no longer with us
so call me fat fuck, geriatric punk
call me fat fuck geriatric punk
call me fat fuck geriatric punk shit face master of disgrace
