Obsessive Compulsive Complainers syndrome is taking over rock
It seems like no one feels like they belong
All of the kids can relate to self-hate
They don't want a pep talk
A million screaming outcasts can't be wrong

I don't wanna, I'm not gonna
My life's a fuckin' waste
And you're paying me to stand here and complain

I have gone nowhere but that doesn't phase me
I've done it for so long
And don't they say that it's never too late
And all of the girls I know are crazy
But they make for funny songs
Don't understand why I can't get a date

I can't get no, I can't let go
I'm a basket case
And you'll never understand a thing I'm saying
But you're paying me to stand here and complain

Obsessive Compulsive Complainers syndrome
Is my get-rich-quick scheme
Keep the fame 'cause that's not what I'm after
But as long as I'm here then I'll she'd a tear
And sing about broken dreams
My life can't be enough of a disaster
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Obsessive Compulsive Complainers Lyrics

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