Run your fucking luck
Filled with disdain and disgust
You make me sick
You gotta problem with me?
We gotta problem with you
You're a parasite
You wanna leech on me
But you'll never get all that we got
Yeah
I wish I did it right
The first time that you slipped
Too soft and too scared
Didn't want to make a scene
You don't deserve the air you breathe
Or the space you take in my life
You're just scum that I see
A pathetic excuse for a man
You're just scum that I see
You're just slipping through the cracks
But you can't slip anymore
Can't run from me
Can't escape from reality
I can't believe you thought we'd need your help
We took that crown right off your fuckin' head
We built this town by ourselves
And for ourselves and then kicked you out
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You fucking burnout, piece of shit with a lawyer
You rolled the dice and you ran your luck
But you can't slip anymore
Yeah, yeah
You dug your own grave
Now fill the fucking
Hole
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