Piling at the ABC
Nothing but death looming over
I got to know him like I know me
Through a hole in my oculomotor
Losing a finger’s a guarantee
Tom lost a hand moving wailers
I lost a brain staring at concrete
Fuck that for entertainment
I said fuck this, fuck this
I’m out I quit
I said fuck this, fuck this
I don’t ever wanna be coming back here
I quit, I don’t belong in this, yet I belong
I’m out, I don’t belong in this shit at all
I’m out, out, out of here, I quit
Man, I don’t get work
Man, I don’t get work
Man, I don’t get work
Man, I don’t get work
You’ve been living in another dimension, my old man said
You’ve been living in another dimension, my old man said
You’ve been living in another dimension, my old man said
You’ve been living in another dimension, my old man said
I quit, I don’t belong in this, yet I belong
I’m out, I don’t belong in this shit at all
I’m out, out, out of here, I quit
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