jet lag gemini
the bad apples
You've got nothing to live for, you're a plague A filthy fucking drain on the world and everything it holds So I stopped talking to myself, it's getting old I'm getting old like this song So fall in line or fall apart and die  Just go, give up hope Sink your boat along with you So what you gonna do?  Oh, is it me or is your status sold at the mall Or in your favorite store? Where adolescent hypocrites would go to get clothed And then get laid, as they creep their way Into some girl that would feel vain if she said  Go, give up hope Sink your boat along with you  Go, give up hope Sink your boat along with you So what you gonna do?  When you lose control You'll get it when you lose it all You'll get it, get it  Just go, give up hope Sink your boat along with you  Go, give up hope Sink your boat along with you So what you gonna do?