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letra de working at mcdonalds unironically made me suicidal - root canal years

[intro]
should’ve seen my face when i turned up to work
in a coat far too big, my anxieties lurked
a man named brandon showed me around
taught how to talk to customers when more were inbound

[verse 1]
the first thing i did was i f-cked up an order
the guy was so p-ssed and he called me a slur
i spent all night cleaning the floor
the hurl from the kids made me sick to my core

did you know it’s illegal
to work a minor on the night shift
but it seems that’s the deal
i don’t know how i survived that sh-t

[chorus]
constant nights of wanting to k!ll myself
they say a lot of things, they think i’m suicidal
constant times i’ve seen myself worse and worse
my eye bags make me look like i am suicidal

[verse 2]
shout out to the bathroom where i screamed my lungs off
it was my only safe sp-ce that was never enough
thank f-ck for my brain who knew when to quit
when i started to hallucinate, i think that was it
there’s been so many times that i want to die
mcdonald’s gave me insomnia and i don’t think that’s right
the manager’s on weed and he’s flirting with teens
i don’t know what to do what the f-ck does this all mean

[solo]

[chorus]
constant nights of wanting to k!ll myself
they say a lot of things, they think i’m suicidal
constant times i’ve seen myself worse and worse
my eye bags make me look like i am suicidal

[verse 3]
my college work is due, i’ve got so much to do
i’m sleeping for an hour and i want to redo
i’ve started s-xualising my own death
and i think that’s f-cked up but i still hold my breath

why does life suck?
woe is me
you’re sickly little pr-ckly and you think that you should leave
i googled how to hang myself
it told me not to grieve
i wanted gone so hard yet i rolled down my sleeve
[intermission]
i can’t hear you
i can’t see you
i can’t read the things you want to do
i can’t escape myself
i can’t relate myself
i can’t shape the world into itself

[verse 4]
one time i heard a voice, it came from a corpse
he said quit your job and he started to warp
mcdonald’s drove me down to the pits of insanity
i don’t know what to do
and i think that i’m panicking

i came up with a plan to fix my head
i’ll quit my job so i don’t end up dead
i handed in my two weeks and never looked back
f-ck that establishment and f-ck all of those tw-ts

[chorus]
constant nights of wanting to k!ll myself
they say a lot of things, they think i’m suicidal
constant times i’ve seen myself worse and worse
my eye bags make me look like i am suicidal
there’s people telling me that i am suicidal
i think it’s funny because i don’t want to die
the voices yell at me that i am suicidal
[ending solo]

- root canal years

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