Half A Day A Week Lyrics

Half A Day A Week lyrics

I have found a lack of sympathy for my chemically dependent brothers and
sisters. it disturbs me, my eye-rolling attitude. I search through my studies
of gods. I search for the compassion wit
E, and I only have it half a day a week. I try and I try and I try, having
myself crossed the f**king death junk line. the forced cock, the backhand of
love. I know, I know, I know,
My sh*t clean, after all the sh*t I’ve seen, if I can still fall in love, if
I can laugh my fool head off at my life, and my hard, hard lessons, then why
don’t you, you rich, thirty-five year ol
Kie f**k?  I want compassion for you, but my friend I have none.	you bear your
victimization like a cross. a crutch. you’re lazy. believe me. believe you
me. I can’t now is that half day a

I’ll make a search for compassion. for you, poor you. you f**king white
millionaire. my eyes are aching from roll.