| Hey, Theresa
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| See, the thing is, you’re just not good enough
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| Hahaha!
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| I don’t think you heard me right (When I said)
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| That I will put up the fight
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| You either treat me with respect or get out, I disinfect
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| And I remove you from out my life
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| It slowly starts to make sense
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| No results and only suspense
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| 'Cause you made up half your job and the interest’s high as fuck
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| So why you taking percents, huh?
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| You greedy, need feeding
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| Had too many pies, now you’re bleeding
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| Fuck the succeeding
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| So demeaning, working for a demon
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| Why you so greedy? |
| Uh-uh
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| Finally, I see myself
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| It took its toll upon my mental halth
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| Won’t let another comment slid
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| Let you pass around my life
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| And pretend you had a plan this whole time
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| Pick me up then put me down
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| You’re gonna miss me when I’m not around
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| 'Cause I’m better on my own
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| And I’m finally in control
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| And you ain’t never, ever gonna tell me no
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| You greedy, need feeding
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| Had too many pies, now you’re bleeding
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| Fuck the succeeding
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| So demeaning, working for a demon
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| Why you so greedy? |
| Uh-uh
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| Greedy, need feeding
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| Had too many pies, now you’re bleeding
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| Fuck the succeeding
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| So demeaning, working for a demon
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| Baby, you so greedy, uh-uh
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| Hi there, I’m your nightmare
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| I took your ego and I crushed it with my bare hands
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| Gimme all you care about, my power is your doubt
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| And you ain’t getting out
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| No, you ain’t ever getting out
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| I’m never good enough to qualify your love
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| I’m that old news, rip that old shit up
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| I don’t need it now
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| I found my voice, it’s loud
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| I’m gonna drown you out
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| Drown you out!
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| Greedy, need feeding
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| Had too many pies, now you’re bleeding
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| Fuck the succeeding
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| So demeaning, working for a demon
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| Why you so greedy? |
| Uh-uh
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| Greedy, need feeding
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| Had too many pies, now you’re bleeding
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| Fuck the succeeding
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| So demeaning, working for a demon
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| Baby, you so greedy, uh-uh |