Dressed To Depress

I got a snotty nose

I got nappy hair

My mommy don't love me

And my daddy don't care, no

My sister's a slut

And my brother's a drunk

And I'm standing in the mirror now

Getting myself all dressed upEverything's okay

At least that's what they say

One foot in the gutter

The other's in the grave

Punch the clock I'm your slave

For the rest of my life 12 hours a day

No future, no way

I was born to lose and that's okayDressed to, dressed to depress

You couldn't ask for anything less

Dressed to, dressed to depressMy whole life's a fucked up mess

Songwriters

Jordison, Nathan Jonas / Poole, JosephPublished by

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