Текст песни Fake Problems: Complaint Dept

Complaint Dept


Take a picture
I won't last much longer
I am turning into dust
Or I am melting into the
Fresh wet concrete

And when I reach the pearly gates of hell,
I'll send those diamonds back up the wishing well,
With a note tied to each that read:
"Nobody's listening"

Wasting time is all the rage
Those bad ideas won't leave your brain
When you can't control what all the others say,
Just complain, complain, complain
Oh complain, complain, complain

Now get lazy with it from the next one in,
Put the money in your mouth and swallow it
When your company has to fold,
Blame your troubles on the CEO

Because faith is a funny, pathetic notion
That god's a drug dealer and he's always holding
He can make you feel alright
With just one small hit of lights

Wasting time is all the rage
Those bad ideas won't leave your brain
When you can't control what all the others say,
Just complain, complain, complain
Oh complain, complain, complain

Keep 'em comin', I'm used to it,
My mind over matter is a morphine drip
And ain't it funny that it comes to this,
Hangin' on the edge and losing your grip?

Wasting time is all the rage
Those bad ideas won't leave your brain
When you can't control what all the others say,
Just complain, complain, complain
Oh complain, complain, complain







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