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Text: Lower Class Brats. The Plot Sickens. Insult To Injury.


I see your lips movin'
But I hear nothin'
Please excuse me
Did you say somethin'
You keep on talkin'
But your words escape me
Is your ego that big
Or are you just afraid
And me...

I don't really care about you
Why just let it be
I wanna add insult to injury

I'll treat you like shit
When you're feelin' down
And give you a kick
When you're on the ground
You try your best
To act so tuff
But your best
Ain't good enough
For me...