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I got a snotty nose I got nappy hair My mommy don't love me And my daddy don't care, no My sister's a slut, slut And my brother's a drunk, drunk And I'm standing in the mirror now Getting my self all dressed up. Everything's ok, ok At least that's what they say One foot in the gutter The other's in the grave, yeah Punch the clock I'm your slave For the rest of my life 12 hours a day No future, no way I was born to lose but thats ok Dressed to, dressed to depress You couldn't ask for anything less Dressed to, dressed to depress My whole life's a fucked up mess. Dressed to, dressed to depress You couldn't ask for anything less Dressed to, dressed to depress SongtexteMy whole life's a fucked up mess. Dressed to, dressed to depress You couldn't ask for anything less Dressed to, dressed to depress My whole life's a fucked up mess. Dressed to, dressed to depress You couldn't ask for anything less Dressed to, dressed to depress My whole life's a fucked up mess. Aus Songtexte Mania