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All eyes on me, center of the pitFeelin' good and feelin' free, let's move this shitWhen I'm at the throne of judgement people wearing Diamont Cut shirts will condemn me for all of my sinsJudgemental piece of shittake your skateboard home and just fucking quitI'll tear those snake bites right out your lipsAll I see is skinny jeans, judging eyes, and tiny gaugesYou are all so much cooler than meMy buddy wants to mack on the bitch in the red shortsHe's as hard as a rock right nowTalk about a bonerHe keeps on asking me for her numberI've never been attracted to that bitchCause I'm not into skinny ass scene chicksNobody here even likes musicThey're just here to jump some stupid kid for talking shitThis kid's crew and that kid's crewThey just wanna fuck with youWhy don't we turn the music upAnd shut the fuck up?(Stein)My scene is dead because of youLetras de cancionesAesthetics, and the music tooYou sing about things you'll never fucking doAnd on top of that disgrace, you bring it to my favorite placePut holes in the wall, and I'll break your fucking faceJudgemental piece of shittake your skateboard home and just fucking quitI'll tear those snake bites right out your lipsJack Starkey got a black eyeI think he's gonna cryLike it's the end of the world and he's gonna die!Oh my god our so cool,You're smoking NewportsJack still wants the marry that girl in red shortsI love this musicI hate these kidsAll eyes on me, center of the pitFeelin' good and feelin' free, let's move this shitWhen I'm at the throne of judgement people wearing Diamont Cut shirts will condemn me for all of my sinsJudgemental piece of shittake your skateboard home and just fucking quitI'll tear those snake bites right out your lipsAll you kids in the crowdI'll turn your smiles upside-down From Letras Mania