This Place – Descendents Testo della canzone

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This Place – Descendents

This place sucks.

I haven't found a single thing to call my own,
And there's nothin' left for me to do.
Just play the game, pretend to do work.
No, my boss isn't a jerk; it's just this place.

This place sucks.

I've been slinkin' through the halls like an unwashed dog,
And everybody treats me like a criminal,
Talk about me behind my back.
At least I don't have a stick up my ass like the people in this place.

This place sucks.
This place sucks.
This place sucks.

I feel my confidence draining away.
I feel them laughing at me everyday.
I never thought it would end up this way.
Good thing I'm not gonna stay.

This place sucks.

I haven't found a single friend in three whole years
'Cause there's nobody here but the Bible boys,
Talkin' 'bout their white bread politics.
Gotta leave the room 'cause you're makin' me sick; gotta leave this place.

This place sucks.

Ecco una serie di risorse utili per Descendents in costante aggiornamento

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