Friday Lyrics – Life Of Agony

Friday Lyrics by Life Of Agony

That’s right, that’s all you do, just sit in front of the TV
Hey, don’t break my balls, shut up already
You’re not gonna help!
I gotta deal with your kids and that loser son of yours

I work hard all day and I gotta deal with your sh#t
What do you f#ckin’ think you’re doing, what are you doing?
How do you like that?
What do you think you’re doing?

How do you like that?
You f#cking animal, I told you to shut the hell up
Don’t you ruin my kitchen, I’m sick of this, I want out, I want out
Get the f#ck outta here

I can’t stand this, you and your lousy f#cking kids
Hey, how do you like that you b#tch?
Don’t you destroy my kitchen
Hey, I’ll destroy your world

f#ck you, you piece of sh#t, I’m gettin’ outta here you pig
Yeah, get outta here, you
You and your f#cking loser son, I’m outta here
I’m not dealing with nothing anymore, you piece of sh#t

I get no respect in this house
I want out, I want out
Get outta here, get outta here
I can’t take this anymore

Shut the f#ck up, shut the f#ck up, b#tch
I want you outta here, right this minute
I gotta use the bathroom, whatta you doin’ in there?
You goin’ through my makeup?

It’s my bathroom, I gotta use it
Don’t touch my tampons, it’s my bathroom
I work hard to keep it clean, I can use it whenever I want
It’s my bathroom

Oh my God, oh Jesus Christ
No, oh, oh my God
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Life Of Agony Lyrics – Friday

Life Of Agony

Friday