| Think you're such a blessing you're a curse |
| About as fun as driving a hearse |
| With balloons tied to every door |
| Claiming it's just a metaphor |
| Talking big like you think you're Goliath |
| Every word is rocket science |
| Think you're smarter you're so adored |
| Everybody likes you more |
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| Your ego is the size of a small continent |
| With a side of delusion misplaced confidence |
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| Can't grit my teeth can't hold my tongue |
| Pretend that you're the chosen one |
| Can't say that I don't hate your guts |
| But I can always hold a grudge |
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| Grudge |
| Grudge |
| Grudge |
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| The emperor is naked can't you see |
| It's all the rage I can't believe |
| Hope you fall off your high horse |
| And it sues you for a hostile work |
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| Environment |
| You're a tyrant |
| It'd be best if you'd accept early retirement |
| It's violent |
| Your entitlement |
| Like who made you the king and can we fire them |
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| Your ego is the size of a small continent |
| How are you still so incompetent |
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| Can't grit my teeth can't hold my tongue |
| Pretend that you're the chosen one |
| Can't say that I don't hate your guts |
| But I can always hold a grudge |
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| I can always hold a grudge |
| Grudge |
| Grudge |
| Grudge |
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| Grit my teeth |
| Can't hold my tongue |
| Grudge |
| Say that I don't hate your guts |
| Grudge |
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