Reject

Who the hell are you to tell me what I am and what’s my
master plan. What makes you think that it includes you?
Self-Righteous wealth. Stop flattering yourself,

cause when the smoke clears here I am
Your reject all-american.
Sucking up your social sect, making you a nervous wreck.
To hell and back and hell again I’ve gone.

You’re not my type. Not my type

What’s the difference between you and me? I do what what
I want, and you do what you’re told. So listen up and shut the hell up.
It ain’t no big deal.

cause when the smoke clears here I am
your reject all-american.
Falling from grace right on my face.
To hell and back and hell again I’ve gone.

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