Well I hate pointless status updates on Facebook FYI we were never "m8"s We pretend to be friends on the internet When in real life, we have nothing to say To each other, oh brother I have love for my mother For good times, for music and my mates Yeah I laugh, and live and I have love to give But sometimes all you can do is hate And it goes: La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Well I hate them fussy eaters, you cook them fajitas They only eat pizza and chips I hate stepping outside, for a smoke and some guy Coughs, like your lungs are his And I hate queuing up, for festival toilets Especially when you need to shit And I hate the X-Factor, for murdering music You bunch of money grubbing pricks - Passenger
Posted on: Sun, 14 Jul 2013 08:01:45 +0000
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