Every time I see your grinning face
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I realize you're a pitiful disgrace
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So many fingers pointing down at you
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Talking behind your back and you don't have a clue
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Parading around like you think you're god
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You're just a cheap imitation, a complete and total fraud
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I'm sick of hearing all your bragging and your lies
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A real born loser and that's no surprise
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You said your father died in Vietnam
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But you're a bastard son with a whore for a mom
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Mirror magnet, smelling like a rose
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You plastic motherfucker, all you do is pose
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Conceited, self-righteous, and arrogant
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Your head is so hollow there's enough room to rent
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Little big man, so full of shit
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Just shut up, you damn hypocrite
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Verbal razors - cut you down to size
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I'm sick of wading through your bullshit
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I see through your disguise
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Verbal razors - slice you to the bone
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You've been abandoned
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And now you're all alone
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You lost your job because you're incompetent
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Everybody hates you, your friends all came and went
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The facade is getting old, we're hip to your charade
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You mother has disowned you, your wife's out getting laid
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Evicted from your condo, now you're living in a shack
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Sitting on your ass shooting up and smoking crack
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Now look in the mirror, and tell me what you see
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A strung-out junkie with a college degree!
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Nobody cares if you're alive or dead
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We've had enough of being used and misled
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You've pissed on everyone you've ever met
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Now you're digging through the trash looking for a cigarette
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No one's there to lend you a hand
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You better help yourself, 'cause I hope you understand
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Self-centered, back-stabbing egotist
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Don't fuckin' ask for favors, 'cause you're on my blacklist
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Verbal Razors
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Exodus |