Paroles de Obsessive Compulsive Complainers

Obsessive Compulsive Complainers Syndrome Is Taking Over Rock It Seems Like No One Feels Like They Belong All Of The Kids Can Relate To Self-Hate They Don't Want A Pep Talk A Million Screaming Outcasts Can't Be Wrong I Don't Wanna, I'm Not Gonna My Life's A Fuckin' Waste And You're Paying Me To Stand Here And Complain I Have Gone Nowhere But That Doesn't Phase Me I've Done It For So Long And Don't They Say That It's Never Too Late And All Of The Girls I Know Are Crazy But They Make For Funny Songs Don't Understand Why I Can't Get A Date I Can't Get No, I Can't Let Go I'm A Basket Case And You'll Never Understand A Thing I'm Saying But You're Paying Me To Stand Here And Complain Obsessive Compulsive Complainers Syndrome Is My Get-Rich-Quick Scheme Keep The Fame 'Cause That's Not What I'm After But As Long As I'm Here Then I'll Shed A Tear And Sing About Broken Dreams My Life Can't Be Enough Of A Disaster