| Fake laughter
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| Fake laughter
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| Fake laughter
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| Yeah, it’s funny isn’t it
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| I’mma dark storm cloud thats floatin' over top of suburbia
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| I''ll bust, if you act all determined
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| I’m waterin' my garden with some black bottle bourban
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| So open up and listen to my rag water sermon
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| The universe is mine, a few disturbing times
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| My ouija board told me I should go back to bed
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| So I could sleep some more
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| I didn’t disagree the world is too gruesome
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| I’m far too beautiful to care about the revoltion
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| So get youre fire out my face and don’t follow me, dipshit
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| Your whole entire existance is so opportunistic
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| I give a damn about the damage to the body from botox
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| Who cares get the fuck off your soapbox
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| I got a fresh pair of nike shoes
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| And I like 'em so much
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| I wanna thank the sweatshops in china too
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| Yeah man, it sucks the world is a war
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| But what the fuck you preachin' in my face about it for
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| I think that it’s a cunning motif
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| How you be floodin the streets wit propoganda
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| All about how there’s no justice or peace
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| But one thing you never mention
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| Is how you do it all for your own damn attention
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| Come on man, you wanna be an activist be a real activist
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| Tell me goodbye since you cannot rely
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| On sympathy from me cause my tear ducts are dry
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| Look in my head for the sadness you seek
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| But you won’t find a piece that will make you complete
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| I’m sick of trendy ass political rappers
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| Got me scribbling chapters I deliver for the cynical laughter
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| Nowadays every godd damn little disaster
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| Needs a dedication song about it doesnt it (yeah, YES!)
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| Yeah man, fight the power fuck the government
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| Thats a great message but I smell your lies under it
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| Yeah I see you acting all conscious gettin passionate in rap songs
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| But truth be told you take tragedies and latch on
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| Hopin' it’ll garter you new fans
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| Every other day you probably prayin' when you walk to the newstand
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| That someone had a meltdown and bottom or two
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| Blew a head gasket flipped shit and shot up a school
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| And not two hours later theres a song up on your website
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| All about the tragedy and how you haven’t slept right
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| And all sorts of other cliches and dry phrases
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| Youre dancing on corpses hoping to get famous
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| .go ahead and cash in your anti-war songs sucks
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| Tell me goodbye since you cannot rely
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| On sympathy from me cause my tear ducts are dry
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| Look in my head for the sadness you seek
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| But you won’t find a piece that will make you complete
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| How can I eat such a harmless animal
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| It’s easy first I kill it then I throw it on the grill
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| You think I got time to give a fuck about disorder
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| When the doctor got me overmedicated on these pills
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| Call me a labrat, call me apathetic
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| Call me anything you want, call me everything you will
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| Just let me have one single day to myself
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| So I can fantasize that the chaos is not real
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| And…
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| Tell me goodbye since you cannot rely
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| On sympathy from me cause my tear ducts are dry
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| Look in my head for the sadness you seek
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| But you won’t find a piece that will make you complete |