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A Song About How I Piss Myself Off
by Joe Billy
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Well I'm too tall for my own good you see
So much so i slouch too much indeed
And i could try harder to fix my posture
But motivation don't come easily
And I get sick pretty freakin often
I'm allergic to everything
I apologize if i sound a little stuffy
It's just the fact that I breathed in today
And I love to mosh at punk rock shows
But I'm too skinny with no muscle tone
I can try to defend myself all i want
But I'm no match to a 40 year old drunk guy
And i mumble quite consistently
Most people don't understand me
Saying something meaningful wont always get across
I hope to god that you heard me
And I get lonely when I'm not busy
To have a significant other would be neat
But i am now, far too scared and selfish
To give more of myself away
I talk to myself now almost daily
Its a good way to brainstorm about things
But once in a while ill piss myself off
And have an argument with myself
I look like a giant dick and junky
Most strangers are afraid of me
But when i try to say hi with a friendly face
They just turn and walk away
On top of that I'm a fortunate white kid
Born comfortably, no poverty
But now i know, just how bad it could be
I need to do more good for somebody
Am i bitching enough already?
Are you sick of hearing me complain?
I just had to get all of this shit off my chest
And say, oh fuck, I'm so sorry
Well I'm too tall for my own good you see
So much so i slouch too much indeed
And i could try harder to fix my posture
But motivation don't come easily
And I get sick pretty freakin often
I'm allergic to everything
I apologize if i sound a little stuffy
It's just the fact that I breathed in today
And I love to mosh at punk rock shows
But I'm too skinny with no muscle tone
I can try to defend myself all i want
But I'm no match to a 40 year old drunk guy
And i mumble quite consistently
Most people don't understand me
Saying something meaningful wont always get across
I hope to god that you heard me
And I get lonely when I'm not busy
To have a significant other would be neat
But i am now, far too scared and selfish
To give more of myself away
I talk to myself now almost daily
Its a good way to brainstorm about things
But once in a while ill piss myself off
And have an argument with myself
I look like a giant dick and junky
Most strangers are afraid of me
But when i try to say hi with a friendly face
They just turn and walk away
On top of that I'm a fortunate white kid
Born comfortably, no poverty
But now i know, just how bad it could be
I need to do more good for somebody
Am i bitching enough already?
Are you sick of hearing me complain?
I just had to get all of this shit off my chest
And say, oh fuck, I'm so sorry
