Клип Theory Of A Deadman - Hate My Life

Текст Песни Theory Of A Deadman - Hate My Life

So sick of the hobos always begging 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 outta the way 
Before I start falling apart 

I hate how my wife is always up my ass 
She always wants to buy brand new things 
But I don't have the cash. 

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! 

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 your shit" 

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! 

I hate that I can't tell when a girl's underage, 
You know, 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 gotta do 
Put your middle fingers up in the air 
Go on and say "Fuck you!" 

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, it's nothing new hear "it sucks to be you" 
I fuckin hate my life