A braindead fuck whose life I'll never get, you think
In my eyes you're already dead, you don't exist, you're
I don't give a fuck if I'm accepted or not
The same old shit on a different day, wishing you'd
I believed every word a you were someone I respected,
Hey stuck up prick, yeah that's you, this one's about
It's time to wake up and get it through your
You think you've been around, that's far from true, look
Apologies are worthless and I've heard it all before, the
Another day, nothing new, another day I fucking blew. Everything's
You do it to yourself and you're the one to
Rumors, gossip, I can't stand it, if I hear anymore
Dealing with you is more than I can take, 'cause
(You're a waste) and everything you do, (you're a waste)
A braindead fuck whose life I'll never get, you think
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