| I must’ve felt the same about death
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| A pure delineation of regret
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| While there’s fuckboys out here trolling on the ‘net
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| Aw man, you jerks confused?
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| It sounds more like a threat
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| But Stefan, that was just a classic quip
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| As long he’s not sending pictures of his dick
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| But the circle of control remains the same
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| Spurred on by jerks, decrepit actions will remain
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| Ah, it’s not hard to show respect
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| In a world so full of threats
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| So put your wallet down and I’ll pick up the cheque
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| And what about the state of disrespect?
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| There’s women dying, crying, all the rest
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| Ah, but Brandon from the club, he is the best
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| He kicked it last week, you just don’t know him yet
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| I promise if you just give him a chance
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| And find the humour in his locker-room dance
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| Your complacence will go miles with the boys
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| They’re not the ones here under threat so fuck the boys
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| A classic quip from a classic cunt
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| Just makes the world feel over
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| Whelmed |