Look out it's a space cadet Always arriving after the show has been set To check and make sure the scene is closed So he can prowl upon the bigger man it is known
Torturing him to his car Torturing the rest to their comfort zones Howling the prey for another chance Another brash refrain
Hey, I’m schooled and shot Space cadet hit me in the gut Impaling me on his fake intents Who knows what's next?
Just a small taste Just a mild dose is all he ever craves The king of attention gone to waste Dropping a mention in conversations Critics will cringe back in hate As he retaliates with a certain kind of opinion Single minded point of view all made up just to use you
Oh, so don’t show him up Don’t throw him off his golden throne For he’s the king of attention Don't distract him from his bow Oh its getting old but you can’t forget He’s the king of attention Making sure your aware he’s a friend
Hey, I’m schooled and shot Space cadet hit me in the gut And telling him it's in self defense Now I know what to expect
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