jersey's screwin me hard,
these used cars are s**t
forth too much money,
ain't worth the trouble
college is over priced and unnecessary
who really cares anymore?
it's not like it f****** matters,
like sat's it's only worth so much
i'm losin all my hope
fighting for my right to be me
and maintaing some small form of
ancient-time stability...
where did all the good things go?
where did all the good things go?
where did all the good things go?
the lottery's for fools,
that's why we play the game-
this country keeps on movin
the hill just keeps on climbing...
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