Dressed To Depress

I got a snotty nose 

I got nappy hair 

My mommy don't love me 

And my daddy don't care, no 

My sister's a slut 

And my brother's a drunk 

And I'm standing in the mirror now 

Getting myself all dressed up 



Everything's okay 

At least that's what they say 

One foot in the gutter 

The other's in the grave 

Punch the clock I'm your slave 

For the rest of my life 12 hours a day 

No future, no way 

I was born to lose and that's okay 



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Dressed to, dressed to depress 

You couldn't ask for anything less 

Dressed to, dressed to depress 



My whole life's a fucked up mess 



Dressed to depress 

You couldn't ask for anything less 

Dressed to, dressed to depress 

My whole life is a fucked up mess 



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