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The Plan (Fuck Jobs)

de The Front Bottoms

I fucking hate the comments
Why do you feel you have to talk?
Nobody asked for you opinion
Your sick, sad way of jerkin' off

Every one you think you're better than
What the fuck, I'm guilty too
Half the time that I'm complaining
I'm just talking shit on you
I'm sorry

Never underestimate
The poor, hungry and desperate
My body is a temple
How much do you think I could get for it?

And I will take cold showers
From now on, until I learn
That once you fuck the fire, all that's left to do is burn
Baby burn, baby burn

I could feel myself falling from an airplane
I hear static when I close my eyes
I imagine one day things settling
And I think about what that might be like

'Cause I love you, I miss you
I wanna hug and kiss you
Oh, I love you, I miss you
I wanna hug and kiss you
It's alright

I want world domination
Just like everybody else
So if you hear me talking strategy
Ah, it's only to myself

Everybody's gotta have a game plan
Cut it up a couple different ways
Just hope no one remembers these
The darkest of my days

When my mind is uncertain my body decides
When my mind is uncertain my body decides
When my mind is uncertain my body decides
When my mind is uncertain my body decides
When my mind is uncertain my body decides

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