Something to Complain About
Simple stories blown out of proportion
Simple lifetimes don't meet their daily quotient, so they pray
To get their daily bread
Want to live their lives unfed, so they'd have something to complain about
Simple wordsmith come in my direction
Lend me something I don't need to show affection towards
Like a computer screen, want to live my life unclean
So I'd have something to complain about
I choked on my heart
I gave up on me from the very start
So I'd have something to complain about
All this rain must be out on vacation
All this brown has to pull through as a nation
Led astray by a yellow bird filled with hate
But before 11/8 it was all just something to complain about
I'll apologize to you, you've got better things you have to do
If you apologize to me, I'll put the animals in twos
It's Noah's arc show
And we're so glad you could make it
I choked on my heart
I gave up on me from the very start
So I'd have something to complain about
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