Tekster: Fight. Can't Be Bothered.

What's the fucking point? I'm a lazy sod
I won't go to college and I won't get a job
I sleep right through the day, I won't even get dressed
My parents go to work, they try and put me to the test

I can't be bothered with my life
It causes grief and too much strife
It's not my problem and I don't care
But I have to fix it, it's just not fair

Leave me alone now and please get off my back
You shout at me too much and I've lost track of that
I'm going for a walk to get away from you
So I can have some quiet to do the things I do

I can't be bothered with my life
It causes grief and too much strife
It's not my problem and I don't care
But I have to fix it, it's just not fair

I can't be bothered with anything
It's getting to my brain
So you gotta leave me before I go insane
Before I go insane

What's the fucking point? I'm a lazy sod
I won't go to college and I won't get a job
I sleep right through the day, I won't even get dressed
My parents go to work, they try and put me to the test

I can't be bothered with my life
It causes grief and too much strife
It's not my problem and I don't care

I can't be bothered with my life
It causes grief and too much strife
It's not my problem and I don't care
But I don't have to fix it, it's just not fair