Tell me not to have an attitude
You�re telling me to cut my hair
You say you don�t like the things I do
You don�t like the clothes I wear
You have a right to your point of view
It�s such a shame it�s a shit one
It�s just your principals are screwed
You ain�t ever had a taste of fun
What gives you the right to criticise
Cause you�re not as perfect
As you want to be
You�re talking so much shit
You�re attracting flies
And you�re not as clean
As you'd like to believe
Don�t you have a life to live
Tell your bullshit somewhere else
Get your ugly face out of here
Cause you making my life a

Living Hell

You always seem to think your right
Have you ever notice I don�t care
Up go your safeguards
You�re ready to fight
But I've got plenty of bullets to spare
Crawl back to your perfect family
Keep on living in your perfect house
While at least I've got my sanity
I'm a man not a mouse

Before your tongue start to flap again
Look at your fucked up life first
Your mouth is moving faster
Than your brain
I'm surprised you haven�t died of thirst
Knee deep in verbal bullshit
And it seems to be getting higher
Would you like a snorkel with that
Soon you'll be a scuba diver

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