IRL

I guess I felt sorry for you You looked sad and blue, you looked torn and bruised Then I took a closer look at you There were marks on you with paint and tattoos I thought you were misunderstood But then I knew you weren't any good Never met a worse person than you I never met a worse person than you We met up IRL taking photographs to tell your tale Well, no one wants your autograph Except your autistic, special ed cabal Hell, you look really fucking dumb Anyone can play a guitar or drums You met up IRL It was F-A-I-L It was F-A-I-L You sat around all day long Listеning to all those boring songs You fucked around all day long Ripping off the bong and еveryone I thought you were misunderstood But then I knew you weren't any good Never met a worse person than you I never met a worse person than you We met up IRL taking photographs to tell your tale Well, no one wants your autograph Except your autistic, special ed cabal Hell, you look really fucking dumb Anyone can play a guitar or drums You met up IRL It was F-A-I-L It was F-A-I-L I guess you need a bad guy in your life I guess you can't say goodbye without suicide I guess you got some problems, well I got mine I guess I'm pretty fed up with all your lies You met up IRL It was F-A-I-L It was F-A-I-L You met up IRL It was F-A-I-L It was F-A-I-L You met up IRL It was F-A-I-L It was F-A-I-L You met up IRL It was F-A-I-L It was F-A-I-L You met up IRL It was F-A-I-L It was F-A-I-L You met up IRL It was F-A-I-L It was F-A-I-L You met up IRL It was F-A-I-L It was F-A-I-L