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Guess it's technically on a record now, huh? --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- LYRICS: I want a new pair of shades, get paid to wear shoes. Do what I say. Don't say what I do when we're alone, now. High up but a low-down. You know I'm not the type of guy to turn my back on a knife, and that's why I'm still looking in the mirror. I wanna be safe from the fame; be loved from afar. Nine-thousand miles away, where you can't see my scars. Get my good side from where you can't get on my bad side. You know I'm not the type of guy to turn my back on a knife. It's just my luck, these motherfuckers talking smack on a guy. But I'm deserving every word they could begin to apply. Well, at least they know now that I really don't care what you think or what you say. Either that or I do way too much. Oh well, whatever, either way. My heart's empty and I'm trying to fill it up, but it's not big enough for the both of us. I want no less than the best, but the best I can do is do the worst thing first and leave the rest up to you. I'm realistic... said the cis man wearing lipstick. If I keep beating myself up, I'll keep on winning the fight and get my ass kicked. I'm poisonous, not toxic. I'll admit when I'm wrong, but only to be right. And if it fits in the song, I'll rhyme that with contrived. Don't meet your idols. ...don't tell me I'm your idol. You know the only label that I'll sign is in the DSM-5 'cos my flaws are sorta on the pathological side. Don't call me eccentric, call me mentally sick, 'cos I ain't sold enough tickets yet to be rich and that's the only difference. And I really don't care what you think or what you say. Either that or I do way too much. Oh well, whatever, either way. My heart's empty and I'm trying to fill it up, but it's not big enough for the both of us. And if looks could kill, I'd be staring in the mirror. Yeah, if looks could kill, I'd be staring in the mirror. Yeah, if looks could kill, I'd be staring in the mirror more than I already would 'cos man, I'm looking good. And I really don't care what you think or what you say. Either that or I do way too much. Oh well, whatever, either way. My heart's empty and I'm trying to fill it up, but it's not big enough for the both of us. And I really don't care what you think or what you say. I'm a cancer, I'm malignant. Yeah, you ought to stay away. My heart's fucking empty and I'm trying to fill it up, but it's not big enough for the both of us.
