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Crush it, it's what I must do You crossed the line, and I'm not havin' it I can't control it, eyeroll over it You're shit now, I'm on my side Confront, fuck your front You'll go crap to crap, I'm not havin' that Spit it out, you can't? Let me spit for you, or on you Lookin' out for number one, that's me I'm number fuckin' one, no sympathy for your weakness You chickenshit Fumbling, falling, I wanna hear you hit bottom Fumbling, falling, I wanna hear you hit bottom I wanna see you break your fall I know you're falling I wanna kick you when you're down, yes I'm angry, yes I am How quick it can switch Chickenshit Hide in your little bar where you're the king of free drink tickets Wow, impressive Impress what you do with a little bit of power I wanna be there when you implode Measly little power Another free drink for you? Your personality turned to white powder Your brain's clammed-up chowder Your personality turned to white powder Your brain's clammed-up chowder I gave and you pretended, I gave and you pretended Who the fuck are you, I have no idea You were shitting on me, how could not smell it, fuck you Answer me, answer any one of my questions Okay, ask me anything, spit it out, spit Let me spit for you, spineless coward Can't fuckin' stand liars I want you to slip away, fade into the night Skin so gray, touch so empty, I want to hurt you now I think bad thoughts about you People say life's too short, but I need to feel this Go get your free drink Go get your free drink Go get your free drink Your personality turned to white powder Your brain's clammed-up chowder Your personality turned to white powder Your brain's clammed up chowder Congratulations on being such a fucking good liar Congratulations on not getting caught for so many years Congratulations on being the most evasive person I had ever known I'm in so much fuckin' pain right now, I want you to feel it I want to rip you apart with my bare hands, I want to crush your bones I want to cut you Your personality turned to white powder Your brain's clammed-up chowder Your personality turned to white powder Your brain's clammed-up chowder Another free drink ticket? Will that make it okay? Drink up, bitch
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