Half A Day A Week - Bif Naked

I have found a lack of sympathy 
for my chemically dependant brothers and sisters.
It disturbs me my eye rolling attitudes, 
I search through my studies of gods, 
I search for the compassion within me.
And I only have it half a day a week. 
I try and I try and I try and I try, 
having myself cross the fucking death junk line, 
the forcid cock the back hand of love, 
I know, I know, I know I, know, 
if I can get my shit clean after all the shit I seen, 
if I can still fall in love, 
and laugh my head off at my life, 
and my hard hard lessons. 
Then why don’t youyou rich 35 yr. old junkie fuck, 
I want compassion for you, but my friend I have none! 
You bear your victimization like a cross, a crutch.
Your lazy, its easier than to cop out than to rise above, 
believe me, believe you me, 
I can't believe you but just to be nice…
right now is that half a day a week, 
that ill make a search for compassion.
For you, poor you, you fucking white millionaire! 
My eyes are aching from roll.