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Hey, punk, with that bottle in your hand

What makes you so sad?

Could life really be that bad?

Sure, you've got your reasons

But your alibis are lies

The story is an old one

It's been told a million times

You were glad to be alive

On life's journey

You were excited

But you were not in a hurry

For years, you walked up and down each road

You had to try them all

Looking for your place, I guess

Where you could rest and feel at home

Now, tired of walking

You've started to run

Passing everything by

But at least you're having fun

Good karma, bad karma

You'll get what you deserve

There is good and evil

You've got a lot to learn

There is love, there is hate

You can't do as you please

Wash your face, take a bath

Your aura's still filthy

In someone's bathroom, turning blue, puking green

You're senile, senile at seventeen

Scars on your brain from drinking beer and
smoking weed

Another acid tab, another shot of speed

Good karma, bad karma

You'll get what you deserve

There is good and evil

You've got a lot to learn

There's no lie, only truth

In reality

You hat love, you love to hate

Your soul is so diseased

You are just a fish in a sea of human beings

Lost in, caught up in, someone else's dream

Afraid to laugh 'cause you might drown

The true mad, sad clown sinking down

Into the darkness where no one

Would dare venture to save you