Taking chances only makes you stronger
Take vacation now before the crow comes for you
I'd become the one thing that I'd hated
Now I'm living proof of what you all can do
(C'mon)
Here I come now
With a party on my shoulder
Make some room now
Everyday you're getting older
Grab that pretty girl
Throw her over your shoulder
Make her come now
'Cause your corpse is getting colder
Suck it in and make it count for something
The air that you breath Is getting thicker slowly
F*ck your pain just leave them in the gutter
Your work doesn't count, you're used as cannon fodder
(C'mon)
Kill your boss
And take all his (filthy, disgusting) money
Here comes the weekend
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Taking chances only makes you stronger
Take vacation now before the crow comes for you
I'd become the one thing that I'd hated
Now I'm living proof of what you all can do
(C'mon)
Here I come now
With a party on my shoulder
Make some room now
Everyday you're getting older
Grab that pretty girl
Throw her over your shoulder
Make her come now
'Cause your corpse is getting colder
Suck it in and make it count for something
The air that you breath Is getting thicker slowly
F*ck your pain just leave them in the gutter
Your work doesn't count, you're used as cannon fodder
(C'mon)
Kill your boss
And take all his (filthy, disgusting) money
Here comes the weekend
Take vacation now before the crow comes for you
I'd become the one thing that I'd hated
Now I'm living proof of what you all can do
(C'mon)
Here I come now
With a party on my shoulder
Make some room now
Everyday you're getting older
Grab that pretty girl
Throw her over your shoulder
Make her come now
'Cause your corpse is getting colder
Suck it in and make it count for something
The air that you breath Is getting thicker slowly
F*ck your pain just leave them in the gutter
Your work doesn't count, you're used as cannon fodder
(C'mon)
Kill your boss
And take all his (filthy, disgusting) money
Here comes the weekend