Sociopathetic (Trash)
I gave you shelter from the rain
Along with your family that you've led astray
Your hustle's a scam; give up the charade
I'm done with your games; go find your own way
Nobody struggles to remember
All of the fucked up things they did
Thoughts wash, rinse, and repeat in
Cycles 'round their head
You brought this upon yourself
You're seeking heaven but keep finding hell
I'm surprised at how big your head can swell
I'm sick of your ego, just back up and bail
Do I make myself clear?
Wish you would just disappear
I'm not telling you how to live your life
But I don't have to make you part of mine
Stupid, lazy, overzealous pride
You think you've found a place to just chill and get high
You've sadly mistaken this for a free ride
Get out of my face; I'm done with that life
Your needs are too many, where my needs are few
If I knew then what I know now, we'd be through
I won't fall into your web of deceit
You can't see the light of day; you're in so deep
I have no regrets; life has too little time
I think I'll keep this smile – it suits me just fine
You sycophant, I'm just so sick of you
If I knew then what I know now, we'd be through
Along with your family that you've led astray
Your hustle's a scam; give up the charade
I'm done with your games; go find your own way
Nobody struggles to remember
All of the fucked up things they did
Thoughts wash, rinse, and repeat in
Cycles 'round their head
You brought this upon yourself
You're seeking heaven but keep finding hell
I'm surprised at how big your head can swell
I'm sick of your ego, just back up and bail
Do I make myself clear?
Wish you would just disappear
I'm not telling you how to live your life
But I don't have to make you part of mine
Stupid, lazy, overzealous pride
You think you've found a place to just chill and get high
You've sadly mistaken this for a free ride
Get out of my face; I'm done with that life
Your needs are too many, where my needs are few
If I knew then what I know now, we'd be through
I won't fall into your web of deceit
You can't see the light of day; you're in so deep
I have no regrets; life has too little time
I think I'll keep this smile – it suits me just fine
You sycophant, I'm just so sick of you
If I knew then what I know now, we'd be through
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Writer(s): Adam Baxter
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