Bad Lyrics in a Boring Song Lyrics

Most people probably think

That I’m fucking crazy

For choosing a life

That will bring us no fruits

But maybe wealth

Is nothing more than a fallacy

It’s rice and beans for dinner

On a table for two

And I will bring my labor

Straight to that table

Right after I build it

I’ll get to it soon

And what’s for lunch

Besides all of this judgement

I get from these assholes

Guess they’ve got a sweet tooth

I’m just a softie dressing hard

I’ll show you just what I’m made of

With bad lyrics in a boring song

Instead of praying

I’ll be counting my blessings

I harvest myself

Because God thinks I’m a lost cause

I hope one day

Santa brings me some gifts again

I could use some new strings on my shitty guitar

I don’t know

What these assholes problems are

I think I’ve been quite a kick-ass guy

So far

Or maybe not

I’m just a softie dressing hard

I’ll show you just what I’m made of

With bad lyrics in a boring song