
Letra de Fed Up
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bitch all day about the taxes that you pay. won't do no good. whine all the time about the crime in your neighborhood. i hate my job and i wanna quit, but i need the money. life ain't a joke to me because mine ain't fun. try to live like a king on a measly salary, but i can't do it. i had a chance to be somebody but i blew it. don't pay rent, i live at home. i'm 22. ain't gotta girlfriend, i'm getting fat. i'm ugly too.
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