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I walk wearing a crown, self-proclaimed Roaylty At least compared to you I'm as good it gets and will be remembered I know, I was told so I talk wearing a frown With arrogance and loathing, I address the punters I'm the best there is, so beautiful and bold I've got the touch of gold No matter how fucked, no matter how fucked I am The flavor of the month, come and take a bite Another useless one, another spoon-fed, another spoon-fed mind I'm the bastard incarnate, an odious deadpan prick Don't care what you think I'm the VIP, the morons united Access all areas No matter how fucked, no matter how fucked I am The flavor of the month, come and take a bite Another useless one, another spoon-fed mind Thus the rumors linger, envy tongues surround Thus the pointing finger, being holier than, holier than thou Letras de canciones The flavor of the month, come and take a bite Another useless one, another spoon-fed mind Thus the rumors linger, envy tongues surround Thus the pointing finger, being holier than, holier than thou From Letras Mania