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Everything You Ever Wanted To Know About Not Giving A Fuck

from Self Portraits & Self Destruction by Sikes

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lyrics

THIS SONG AIN’T DEDICATED TO NO ONE. FUCK EVERYBODY ELSE.
FEELS LIKE THE ONLY PERSON I CAN COUNT ON IS MYSELF.
GAME OVER. I SHOULD KNOW WHEN TO QUIT.
I BET THAT EVEN ALL MY BEST FRIENDS ARE SICK OF HEARING MY BULLSHIT.
OH WELL. GIVE ME A REASON TO CARE.
GIVE ME A REASON WHY I AM WORKING SO HARD AND GETTING NOWHERE.

THAT TYPICAL AMERICAN STRUGGLE.
BUT I'M NOT YOUR AVERAGE MAN. THERES MANY PIECES TO MY PUZZLE.
SOME OF THEM ARE MISSING AND SOME I JUST LOST.
SOME I JUST SAID FUCK IT AND WATCHED THEM BURN LIKE A CROSS.
SO I WILL NEVER BE COMPLETE. WELCOME DEFEAT.
ACCEPT WHAT I'VE BEEN GIVEN. BE THE BEST THAT I CAN BE.
SHOULDN'T COMPLAIN BECAUSE I KNOW THAT THINGS COULD REALLY BE WORSE
BUT I COULD NEVER BE THE MAN I WANNA BE AND IT HURTS.

HOW CAN THINGS BE LOOKING UP WHEN I'M ALWAYS LOOKING DOWN
AT MY WORN SHOES WALKING THROUGH THIS WORN OUT TOWN?
I'M TIRED OF THIS CITY. MAN I NEED TO GET OUT.
I'M TIRED OF THIS CITY. MAN I NEED TO GET OUT.

I'M NOT TRYING TO WRITE SONGS THAT MAKE YOUR DAY FEEL BETTER.
I'M JUST TRYING TO WRITE SONGS THAT FEEL LIKE RAINY WEATHER.
OBSCENITIES, I USED TO TRY TO STAY AWAY
BUT NOW I'M SAYING FUCK YOU LIKE IT'S MY GODDAMN CATCH PHRASE.

NO NEED FOR THE REAL WORLD. ITS BETTER TO PRETEND.
JUST CLOSE MY EYES AND DAYDREAM THAT LILY ALLEN IS MY GIRLFRIEND.
POSTED IN MY BED WITH A BELLY FULL OF THAI FOOD.
WATCHING SPIRITED AWAY AND LISTENING TO REFUSED.
THE SHAPE OF MY LIFE TO COME
IS NOTHING MORE THAN CRACKED STICKS BEATING ON OLD DRUMS.
BUT I GUESS I'M HAPPY WHERE I'M AT.
YOU CAN INSERT THE SARCASM IN BETWEEN EVERY BREATH I TAKE ON THIS TRACK.

HOW CAN THINGS BE LOOKING UP WHEN I'M ALWAYS LOOKING DOWN
AT MY WORN SHOES WALKING THROUGH THIS WORN OUT TOWN?
I'M TIRED OF THIS CITY. MAN I NEED TO GET OUT.
BUT I'M TOO BUSY TALKING SHIT SO I CAN'T FIGURE IT OUT.

BIG CITY. BIG LIGHTS. ITS LIKE MY LIFE IS DRUNK DRIVING
AND I'M JUST RIDING IN THE PASSENGERS SIDE.
WHERES MY SELF RESPECT?
I MEAN THERES GOTTA BE MORE TO LIVING THAN WAITING FOR A CAR WRECK.

PUT IT IN PERSPECTIVE I'M NO MC ESCHER.
MORE LIKE A JACKSON POLLOCK SPLATTERED ON THE WALLS OF GUILTY PLEASURES.
A SOLAR POWERED VAMPIRE. WALKING CONTRADICTION.
FULL OF BAD HABITS AND DIRTY SECRETS LIKE RELIGION.
OUT OF KEY. MY WHOLE MELODY IS WRONG
AND AMATEUR LIKE DRUNKEN LATE NIGHT KARAOKE SONGS.
STARING AT THIS RED LIGHT WONDERING WHATS WHATS GOING ON
CAUSE I'VE BEEN WAITING HERE FOREVER BUT THE GREEN STILL HASN'T COME.

HOW CAN THINGS BE LOOKING UP WHEN I'M ALWAYS LOOKING DOWN
AT MY WORN SHOES WALKING THROUGH THIS WORN OUT TOWN?
I'M TIRED OF THIS CITY. MAN I NEED TO GET OUT.
I'M TIRED OF THIS CITY. MAN I NEED TO GET OUT.

HOW CAN THINGS BE LOOKING UP WHEN WE'RE ALWAYS LOOKING DOWN
AT OUR WORN SHOES WALKING THROUGH THIS WORN OUT TOWN?
WE'RE TIRED OF THIS CITY. MAN WE NEED TO GET OUT.
BUT WE'RE TOO BUSY TALKING SHIT TO EVER FIGURE IT OUT.

credits

from Self Portraits & Self Destruction, released October 23, 2012
Vocals & Lyrics: Sikes
Programming/Synths/Samples: Brian Howe
Scratches/Cuts/Efx: Matt Donnelly

This song contains samples from:
- “Careless Whisper” Originally Performed by Wham!

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