Obsessive Compulsive Complainers — текст песни (Sicko)

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