Everyday I wake up and say What the hell am I doing here They're all on their phones Drugs and hormones Breaking all their bones And I don't really care about the president Nobody ever means what they compliment Why's everyone full of shit but me Nothing to say Stuck in your ways Hiding your blackball Writing that said I wish you were dead Carved into the stalls And I don't really care about the president Nobody ever means what they compliment Why's everybody full of shit but me