A fucked up life de Klazzifyed

I used to walk around half dead.
not giving a fuck about what anybody said.
it was like i was high 24/7.
and no, i didn't believe in heaven.
i didn't believe in god.
and you still think that's odd.
I always fuck up in life.
i got enemies so i carry i knife.
it's like people are out to get me.
i'm tired of bitches; all they do is hit me.
people think i'm still depressed and suicidal.
they think i'll suppress my life and put an end to it all.
they make fucked up comments about how i dress, always in black.
surprisingly they can tell that rest is what i lack.
they think i'm on drugs.
they say i sweep all my problems under other people's rugs.
this chorus is getting too long.
fuck it, i'll shut up and hit the bong.
People were afraid of me and they still are.
the truth about me is still somewhere very far.
i didn't have many friends to back me up.
although i did have a bitch to smack me up, keep me in line.
and damn she was fine. but she crossed the line. she fucked up for the last time.
i left her and now i'm on my own.
got to find a new girl to bone.
finally, reality hits me and i realize again i'm alone.
I always fuck up in life.
i got enemies so i carry i knife.
it's like people are out to get me.
i'm tired of bitches; all they do is hit me.
people think i'm still depressed and suicidal.
they think i'll suppress my life and put an end to it all.
they make fucked up comments about how i dress, always in black.
surprisingly they can tell that rest is what i lack.
they think i'm on drugs.
they say i sweep all my problems under other people's rugs.
this chorus is getting too long.
fuck it, i'll shut up and hit the bong.