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The Lyrics for T.S.R. (This Shit Rules) by Against Me!.

The party's over
A CD skipping
It's the same hook repeating
grows more grating with each passing second....

And the walls contain a resonation, laughter, and conversation
It was fun while it lasted, but now we should be going
And I hope everybody had a real, real, good time
The hospitality's partaken, my head is flying, my heart's racing to keep up
And I hope I havent overdone it noo....
I hope my body can take this
I hope I make the occasion
It's only this fucked up I start realizing all this living is just dying
And if these are my friends, and this is my home
If this is how I spend my nights, how I communicate, and demonstrate a love of life
My eyes roll into the back of my head, if these are the last words that I've ever said
No I'm not ready to die just yet.