Текст (слова) песни: Bif Naked - Half A Day A Week
I have found a lack of sympathy for my chemically dependant brothers and sisters. It disturbs me my eye rolling attitudes, I search through my studies of gods, I search for the compassion within me. And I only have it half a day a week. I try and I try and I try and I try, having myself cross the fucking death junk line, the forcid cock the back hand of love, I know, I know, I know I, know, if I can get my shit clean after all the shit I seen, if I can still fall in love, and laugh my head off at my life, and my hard hard lessons. Then why dont you you rich 35 yr. old junkie fuck, I want compassion for you, but my friend I have none! You bear your victimization like a cross, a crutch. Your lazy, its easier than to cop out than to rise above, believe me, believe you me, I can`t believe you but just to be nice right now is that half a day a week, that ill make a search for compassion. For you, poor you, you fucking white millionaire! My eyes are aching from roll.
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