Am I a loser
Or a winner
Catholic priest says I’m a sinner
Am I hot
Or just average
What epithet’s on my casket
Prayin’ on my knees to that big daddy who’s chillin’ in the sky
Floats down on his cloud and says “Baby why are you so terrified?”
I don’t know
Jesus Christ
Baby it’s hard
Being alive
You gotta pay bills
And rent
And then one day your parents are dead
People say
We’re okay
But we’re really not okay
I don’t know
What the f#ck
Being born kinda sucks
Yeah
Yeah
Take Jesus
In my Prius
To the big Glendale Galleria
Buy a Wetzel’s Pretzel
Teach him about the essentials
Like people in the government buy bombs instead of food and supplies
The man in robes he takes my hand and says “Things can’t be that bad, you lie”
I don’t know
Jesus Christ
Baby it’s hard
Being alive
You gotta pay bills
And rent
And then one day your parents are dead
People say
We’re okay
But we’re really not okay
I don’t know
What the f#ck
Being born kinda sucks
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Am I a pessimist because I’m pissed off
Contemplated hurting myself, inhaling exhaust
No one ever told me I would feel this lost
Feel this lost
I don’t know
Jesus Christ
Baby it’s hard
Being alive
You gotta pay bills
And rent
And then one day your parents are dead
People say
We’re okay
But we’re really not okay
I don’t know
What the f#ck
Being born kinda sucks
Yeah
Yeah
People say
We’re okay
But we’re really not okay
I don’t know
What the f#ck
Being born kinda sucks
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