Dressed to depress

I got a snotty nose I got nappy hair My mommy don’t love me And my daddy don’t care, no My sister’s a slut And my brother’s a drunk And I’m standing in the mirror now Getting myself all dressed up Everything’s okay At least that’s what they say One foot in the gutter The other’s in the grave Punch the clock I’m your slave For the rest of my life 12 hours a day No future, no way I was born to lose and that’s okay Dressed to, dressed to depress You couldn’t ask for anything less Dressed to, dressed to depress My whole life’s a fucked up mess Dressed to depress You couldn’t ask for anything less Dressed to, dressed to depress My whole life is a fucked up mess Dressed to, dressed to depress You couldn’t ask for anything less Dressed to, dressed to depress