Get Along

Spiders crawling inside your head
Skeletons hidden beneath your bed
You've lost your cane, now you're really obsessed
You ain't got no friends, you've got an audience

Everybody's waiting for your fucking next role
Even knowing that you're always playing the asshole
So don't try to run to the Walden's lake
Go to a stage, go to a stage

Coz you're going nowhere
Yeah you're going nowhere
You know you should try to

Get along
Get along, there's something wrong with you
Get along
Get along, there's something wrong with you
We all know it's true
And you know just know what to do

Get the fuck outta my life, get the fuck outta my sight
Get your things done, don't try to hide
I'm sick and tired of watching you singing the blues
'cause you're always playing that same fucking tunes