Alternative Song
I'm angry and depressed
My life is a total mess
I'm bored and I'm suicidal
The devil knows my hands are idle
I want to share my pain
I want to stand in the pouring rain
I want to scream at the top of my lungs
Life is so unfair
Well I'm writing this song
To express the way I feel
Most of it's made up
But some of it's for real
Like how,
I'm angry and depressed
My life is a total mess
I'm bored and I'm suicidal
The devil knows my hands are idle
I want to share my pain
I want to stand in the pouring rain
I want to scream at the top of my lungs
Life is so unfair
Well I'm writing this song
To express the way I feel
Most of it's made up
But some of it's for real
Well I haven't got much to add
In this little middle part
So I'll repeat the chorus
Until you learn the words by heart
I said,
I'm angry and depressed
My life is a fucking mess
I'm bored and I'm suicidal
The devil knows my hands are idle
I want to share my pain
I want to stand in the pouring rain
I want to scream at the top of my lungs
Life is so unfair
Well I'm writing this song
To express the way I feel
Most of it's made up
But some of it's for real
Now I've got no one to blame
There's just no one to blame
I've got no one to blame
There's just no one to blame
Except my father, my mother
My sister, my brother
My teachers, the preachers
My boss, the policeman, and you
I'm angry and depressed, my life is a total mess
I'm angry and depressed, my life is a total mess
I'm angry and depressed, my life is a fucking mess
My life is a total mess
I'm bored and I'm suicidal
The devil knows my hands are idle
I want to share my pain
I want to stand in the pouring rain
I want to scream at the top of my lungs
Life is so unfair
Well I'm writing this song
To express the way I feel
Most of it's made up
But some of it's for real
Like how,
I'm angry and depressed
My life is a total mess
I'm bored and I'm suicidal
The devil knows my hands are idle
I want to share my pain
I want to stand in the pouring rain
I want to scream at the top of my lungs
Life is so unfair
Well I'm writing this song
To express the way I feel
Most of it's made up
But some of it's for real
Well I haven't got much to add
In this little middle part
So I'll repeat the chorus
Until you learn the words by heart
I said,
I'm angry and depressed
My life is a fucking mess
I'm bored and I'm suicidal
The devil knows my hands are idle
I want to share my pain
I want to stand in the pouring rain
I want to scream at the top of my lungs
Life is so unfair
Well I'm writing this song
To express the way I feel
Most of it's made up
But some of it's for real
Now I've got no one to blame
There's just no one to blame
I've got no one to blame
There's just no one to blame
Except my father, my mother
My sister, my brother
My teachers, the preachers
My boss, the policeman, and you
I'm angry and depressed, my life is a total mess
I'm angry and depressed, my life is a total mess
I'm angry and depressed, my life is a fucking mess