Bad Day Lyrics

Smut Peddlers Bad Day

My gut feeling doesn't agree with my brain
Slit my wrist, am I insane
f..ck my job, f..ck the pigs
I don't wanna live
I'm havin' a bad day
Seems like things won't change
I'm havin' a bad day
I'd like to not feel anymore
Nothing is funny, I'm bored bored bored
Eat some pills, run for my life
f..ck the world, I'll stay and fight