The same ole song
About what you can't do
How you're all wrong
Wrong
Wrong.
I'm done with your sorry words
There isn't shit you can say or do
This ugly banter and evil slurrs
Are better saved for something special
Like a kiss ass
who falls into your trap.
Cheap shit, talk smack
In the face slap.
Don't say it
There nothing you can do
To keep me stuck here
Feeding you.
Mr. Ego
Uncivil self worth
Proclaimation
Emancipation
From what I used to
Know.
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