Walking down the street to the 7-11
I never trust the dog chained up outside unit 7
I’m Drowning out the noise with my favourite song
But today feels like it’s all going wrong
I got a letter in the mail I owe the government money
I got a psycho trying to sue me cuz I cut off my honey
Got like a million effing problems and a dick is one
Because of course it is
Might be all of them
I feel the quarters in my pocket I feel powerful
Ya I’m headed to the payphone down at Kingsgate mall
Well maybe everybody wants to hire a hitman
And everybody thinks that they’re the shit man
And everybody swears they’re not the villain
But everybody wants to hire a hitman
(But everybody wants to hire a hitman)
And now I’m staring down creeps in the parking lot
I’m crushing brown bags and taking shots
Sometimes I just can’t help but be a ticking bomb
It’s like this whole dumb town is speaking in tongues
Between the gross dms and the sociopaths
All the bad dates fake friends and late night attacks
The emotional repression of like everyone
Trying to do life raw man is fucking dumb
I feel the quarters in my pocket I feel powerful
Ya I’m headed to the payphone down at Kingsgate mall
Well maybe everybody wants to hire a hitman
And everybody thinks that they’re the shit man
And everybody swears they’re not the villain
But everybody wants to hire a hitman
You got bad bad bad bad bad brains
You got bad bad bad bad bad brains
You got bad bad bad bad bad brains
And the karma’s gunna come along and get you again
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