No time to think about the past,
It’s time to think about the future.
Your routine life elapses fast,
You have been useless, man, by nature.
And all of your acquaintances
Didn’t ever need you, you’re a loser.
And this won’t change until your death,
And no one’ll ever want to use you.
You’re like the fifth wheel of a cart,
A mote in every person’s eye.
Oh, how they want you to be shot!
Oh, how they want you, man, to die!
They hate you tho’ they try to stand
And not to say, “We’re tired of you!”
But their morals make ‘em pretend
That there’s no better man than you.
You know, just follow my advice:
Don’t ever listen what they say,
‘Cause what they say is always lies.
They lie to you oh night and day.
Just live your life how you want to,
And know your only friend is you.
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52. Useless
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