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Fuck Off

The second anybody gives you something to think about � � �
You start talking like you've got it all figured out � � � � �
The smartest one in the room � � � � �
But it's so hard to get through � � � � �
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You only listen to yourself � � � � �
Place yourself on the highest shelf � � � � �
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Looking down � � � � �
Like you're something else � � � � �
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Just a clown � � � � �
Not the cat, you're the mouse � � � � �
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This sheep thinks he's a wolf � � � � �
Gives speeches filled with bull � � � � �
It's really pitiful � � � � �
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It's like I'm talking to a wall � � � � �
You're as thick as a brick � � � � �
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You think you're above us all � � � � �
Your ethics make me sick � � � � �
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You know everything � � � � �
There's no questioning � � � � �
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You could write a book and every page would be blank � � � � �
Empty of substance, then expect thanks � � � � �
Pretentious preaching, always reaching � � � � �
Stretching the truth, bending the proof � � � � �
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To make yourself right � � � � �
Arrogant, self-righteous � � � � �
Your delusional crisis � � � � �
Omniscient yet sightless � � � � �
The gilded King Midas � � � � �
Your mere touch is priceless � � � � �
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Lately
You've been sounding more insane daily � � � � �
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Frankly
I can't explain how angry you make me � � � � �
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