Dressed To Depress

I got a snotty nose

I got nappy hair

My mommy dont love me

And my daddy dont care, no

My sisters a slut

And my brothers a drunk

And Im standing in the mirror now

Getting myself all dressed up

Everythings okay

At least thats what they say

One foot in the gutter

The others in the grave

Punch the clock Im your slave

For the rest of my life 12 hours a day

No future, no way

I was born to lose but thats okay

(chorus)

Dressed to, dressed to depress

You couldnt ask for anything less

Dressed to, dressed to depress

My whole lifes a fucked-up mess

Dressed to, dressed to depress

You couldnt ask for anything less

Dressed to, dressed to depress

My whole life is fucked up

(lead: joey)

(chorus)