This is the opening track from my second "Pseudo-studio" album "Sad Sac".
Lyrics
Sad sac you'd better take it backx3
We're struggling to breath we can't fucking leave
Sad Sac you'd better take it backx2
Sad sac you're satan's spawn
You motherfucking bitch, you'd better mow your lawn
We moved here from the city
But everywhere it's just as shitty
Oh my god, we really wanna die
And I won't ask you why if you stick that needle in my eye
Matter of fact, I'll probably gladly thank you for it
I'm going crazy I must admit
I hate my life, fuckin tired of it
I'm always waitin for a fight
Never get to have no fun
Go to work everyday with a gun
Waiting for the time to be right
Hold up you'd better slow downx3
Headin for the ditch your life's on the skids
Hold up you'd better slow downx3
It's 25 bitch, we love our kids
Actually that's not quite true
Please, oh please don't misconstrue
I don't want you to think I'm trying to lie to you
But I still control what they do
And everybody they talk to
So they stay true to my virtue
The bird's all ready to fly away
Ready to start a brand new page
But he'll never get anywhere
Locked in this suburban vage
The bird's all alone he don't wanna sing
Can't go nowhere on a tethered wing
But I'll be damned if he gets away
Till he's wrought with self-destructive rage
It's just human nature