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Word Up, Vex!

from Fritz by The Mondales

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Well aware it's pathetic, but that's just how it is
Lock myself inside for awhile.
No snail mail letters. No update, no reply.
Suck my thumb like a baby
Screaming, "Why?"

I'm a product of my environment
Raised with asshole on the internet
I've got excuses, not worth their metal
I'm half retarded
I'm fucking special.

I'm so excited that you are here with me
You'll be repulsed in seconds
I swear to God

I'm a waste of ever decreasing space
I'm inundated with manufactured hate
I'm a pariah, Uncle Sam
Bloated dick getting fat in the Mother Land
I'm a product of your environment
Raised with asshole on the internet
I've got excuses, not worth their metal
I'm half retarded
I'm fucking special.

I'm getting sick of this routine
But there's no escape from reality
It's all piling up, out of my reach
No fucking exit,
Inevitable defeat.

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from Fritz, released August 15, 2012

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