People Are Retarded

Oh, how many times must I deal with this?
I woke up tired, but you don’t want me to sleep
You force me to go to school
You force them to go to work
We have to pay this, we have to pay that
We must be this, we must be that
If you’re different, you don’t fit in
If you’re too different, you’re accepted
When does it end?

There’s an infinite amount of pricks
On the road, they know how to make me tick
I’m short on my temper, I’m low on patience
These morons don’t know how to drive
So move your lousy tin cars
Let me cross the street
Can’t you see that I’m allowed to cross the street?
Maybe you’re blind
But then you wouldn’t be able to drive
And when I get to school
I don’t wanna look at them
So many other humans in my presence, it’s insane
Trust me, you could be doing nothing
But I would still be annoyed with your presence
Please leave me
Leave me be
Don’t look at me
Don’t come near me
You’re all a bunch of retards