Circus Of Dead Squirrels - Mild Irritation | Текст песни

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• Circus Of Dead Squirrels
• Mild Irritation

It’s the little things in life that matter, keep you sane
Like some personal space in the checkout lane
When you crawl up my ass before I can even pay
I want to turn around and swipe my debit card down your fucking face
See your car in my mirror, coming up on me fast
I’m 10 miles over limit, yet you’re right on my ass
Only one way now to show you I feel
Slam my foot on the brake, your head through the windshield

Small town, big shot pigs
Small cock power trip
Ignorant hick trucks
A political sticker dump
Your opinion sucks

Online troll coward
Sticky keyboard nerd
Rude miserable clerks
Moan and groan, so slow
Shut up and get to work

Why can’t you just die?

I need customer service but I’m sent overseas
To the bank’s Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves
Below minimum wage, yeah I feel kind of bad
For telling them to shove the fucking phone up their ass
Reality TV, more scripted than movies
Fascinated by shit families
Honey Boo Boo, Duck Dynasty
But the people that watch each week are the biggest freaks

Phishing e-mail scams
Sent from foreign lands
“Homeless” drug addicts
Man, If I had the money to give
I’d be buying it

Your car pulls in front of me
No wave or nod that I see
Follow you home angrily
I’m gonna fucking flip out

I know I should feel bad but I don’t this is real