Intro
Primeira Parte
Verse 1:
Life is fast but I don't wanna live past you,
Cause you are my only roots
I was the king of the drug booze thing now
I've worn out the soles of my party boots
Verse 1:
So call me shit faced Master of Disgrace,
I don't care cause my outter skin
Is thick like crust, and a liver thats rusted out,
Now I'm on a list
Everbody wants to give a shit outta me,
I won't give it but I'll give ambivalence
Verse 2:
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I gotta memory box cause my memory blocks me,
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From remembering weeks
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All the blacked out nights into white out mornings,
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Into grey matter damagings
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So call me Fat Fuck, geriatric punk rock,
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Give it straight cause I deserve
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A verbal beating from an audience bleating,
A5 Am E5
And a melee with no concern
C#5
Everybody wants to give a shit outta me,
I won't give it but I'll give irresponsiveness
Everybody wants to drag me up again,
I wanna go, but the price keeps going up
Verse 3:
A5
Going down is simple and practical,
E5
Laying low but keeping it cynical
B5
I'm on the wagon and it's such a drag
G#/C
without a key kick, shot, and a drag
Verse 4:
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Evidently no one likes a quitter or an old punk's bitterness
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So I'm waiting for the tap
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On my shoulder, cause we're all getting older not better
A5 Am E5
The laughs are no longer with us