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The story never ends, yes, here we are again I've seen this scene before and it's happening once more There's nothing for you here, but you have to appear You always talk too much, so I'll tell you what bitch I hate bastards full of shit Shut your mouth or taste my fist One more word and I'll tie you up with an entire roll of duck tape Shut the fuck up! That's absurd, what's a jerk liek you doing here? I think I'd rather have been born deaf Than to hear your voice bitch I'm trying to concentrate, just trying to do my thing But everywhere I look, there's someone just like you If you have nothing good to say, please don't come my way You just bring me more problems, so I'll tell you what bitch It's funny how I can perceive The smell of mediocrity I see some movemente in your lips But nothing good comes out of it The simple fact that you're alive Must be a shame for all mankind If someone like you crossed your way Then you would understand that You should have been born dead From Letras Mania