Story Behind the Song
This song had the working name of " The Irish Song"
Lyrics
The Smoke hasn’t cleared yet from my head,
It’s still fucked up from what she said,
So please stop wondering why why why,
Wouldn’t you rather just die,
We come home late,
And we walk through the door,
Another night wasted,
And one more night sleeping on the floor,
We come down,
We see you,
We can't take it,
We just see you,
We can’t compare to what you wanted
And you cant think, cause your retarded
We cant think and you'll never
Anything or where the story goes
We come on too
You cant you see
We cant take it
This fucking family
We can’t compare to what you wanted
And you cant think, cause your retarded
We cant think and you'll never
Anything or where the story goes
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