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Crush you, it’s what I must do You crossed the line and I'm not having it I can't control it and I roll over it You're shit now, I'm on my side Confront, fuck your front Juggle crap to crap, I'm not having that Spit it out, you can't Let me spit for you or on you Looking out for number one, that's me I'm number fucking one, no sympathy for your weakness You're chicken shit 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 Chicken shit Hide in your little bar where you’re the king of free drink tickets Wow impressive Impressive what you do with a little bit of power I wanna be there when you implode Letras de cancionesMeasly 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 I not smell it Fuck you Answer me, answer any of my questions Ok, ask me anything Spit it out, spit Let me spit for you Spineless coward, I can't fucking stand liars I want you to slip away Fade into the night Skin so grey, 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 have ever known I'm in so much fucking pain right now I want you to feel it I wanna rip you apart with my bare hands I wanna 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 ok Drink up bitch From Letras Mania