Attitude

You’re being rude and your attitude
Is the thing about you I don’t like
This “tough guy” pose is like your favourite clothes
You wear it all the time

You can judge a book by its cover
But you know it’s not a reliable source
So where is the reason, where is the purpose 
What is the fuckin’ cause?

Chorus:
It’s getting harder to get your point or simply hang out with you
It’s getting harder and I’m sick and tired of your attitude.

You’re talkin’ shit you’re hypocrite
Your ego raised way much too high
Remember things you do will come back to you
What goes around comes around

You judge people as you walk by
In a blink of an eye
Nothing is good enough for you
You’re just a bitter young man with broken heart.

Chorus 2x

Attitude

Travellers Song

I met a girl I used to see her
Twice a week for a fuck
The whole thing turned into relationship
Then things got kinda stuck

Then I started - to getting it
Slowly step by step
And suddenly I realized that
I don’t need this kind of crap

So I grabbed my boots and packed my backpack
And travelled around the world
Ooh! To get something more!

So then I got back home 
It was the same shit but different day
I’ve slipped back to the routine life
And it happened again

Two amazing months of wild sex 
Then six months of living hell
Simply I’m not a couple person
So I hit the road again.

I’ve grabbed my boots and packed my backpack
And travelled around the world
Ooh! To get something more!

No book has just one page
And no coin has just one side
I want to have many pages 
In my book of life

There are some things I wouldn’t change
For some I wouldn’t spend a dime
But I suppose that we can call it
A lesson learned in time 

So I grabbed my boots and packed my backpack
And travelled around the world
Ooh! To get something more!

The story is not over
But this song comes to an end
Please excuse me now
I’m gonna ruin my life again – I’ll find myself a gir

Travellers song.

I Don't Give A Fuck.

I'm not in fashion
I don't go to clubs
And I never buy 
Any drinks for sluts
They say I'm a weirdo
They say I'm a schmuck
They say I'm a fuckin' loser and I don't give a fuck Whoa-o!

I don't care about the brands you wear
And how much costs to do your hair
All that bullshit is getting worse
In this pacified society of happy boys and girls Whoa-o!

Bro attitudes 
And fake smiles
Pathetic dreams of being star
This struggle for perfection is just mad
They think this is bright future but it's just bitter end Whoa-o!

I don't give a fuck

I play guitar for a year, so don't expect anything super cool or professional, just got sick and tired playing other bands songs so I decided to make few songs myself, hope you enjoy. Be well ;]!

Thomas Ranzinger

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