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Songtexte: All. Breaking Things. Excuses.


There's nothin' to do
There's nothin' to do around here
Never nothin'
There's nothin' to do around here

Well, I've heard it everywhere I go
Don't make it true
No, I've had it
You're so bored, you're boring
It don't excuse your abuse

'Cause I got no sympathy
Excuses are cheap, bullshit's free
Apathy and entropy
Excuses are cheap, bullshit's free

Well, you can blame it on God (nothin' to do)
Or destiny (nothin' to do)
You can blame the stars (nothin' to do)
Or you can blame me (nothin' to do)
But it's your responsibility
Excuses are a total loss
They don't change a goddamn thing
Least of all the way you are

I got no sympathy

Excuses are cheap, bullshit's free
Apathy and entropy
Excuses are cheap, bullshit's free

There's nothin' to do (nothin' to do)
There's nothin' to do around here (nothin' to do)
Never nothin' (nothin' to do)
There's nothin' to do around here (nothin' to do)
There's nothin' to do (nothin' to do)
There's nothin' to do around here (nothin' to do)
Never nothin' (nothin' to do)
There's nothin' to do around here