Too Dumb to Breathe
You wanna fuck with me?
Well man that's a bad idea
Maybe you're just too dumb to breathe
How's it feel man, how does it feel
Feel when you can't even guess
Guess anything you want to know
Know that I can't help you
You're brain is already out to dry
I don't care how you make your deals
I really want none of this
You're tryin' to reinvent the wheel
I really want none of this
Your brain is your Achille's heel
I really want none of this
Your pile of money is your shield
I really want none of this
Or maybe you're just out of your goddamn mind
Yeah
I don't think you understand
What it means man, what does it mean
When you say you have what it takes
What's that mean man, what does that mean
Mean when you've never had a thought
Thought about anything at all
You've had it all handed to you
Hope you choke on your silver spoon
I don't care how you make your deals
I really want none of this
You're tryin' to reinvent the wheel
I really want none of this
Your brain is your Achille's heel
I really want none of this
Your pile of money is your shield
I really want none of this
Or maybe you're just out of your goddamn mind
Yeah
Well man that's a bad idea
Maybe you're just too dumb to breathe
How's it feel man, how does it feel
Feel when you can't even guess
Guess anything you want to know
Know that I can't help you
You're brain is already out to dry
I don't care how you make your deals
I really want none of this
You're tryin' to reinvent the wheel
I really want none of this
Your brain is your Achille's heel
I really want none of this
Your pile of money is your shield
I really want none of this
Or maybe you're just out of your goddamn mind
Yeah
I don't think you understand
What it means man, what does it mean
When you say you have what it takes
What's that mean man, what does that mean
Mean when you've never had a thought
Thought about anything at all
You've had it all handed to you
Hope you choke on your silver spoon
I don't care how you make your deals
I really want none of this
You're tryin' to reinvent the wheel
I really want none of this
Your brain is your Achille's heel
I really want none of this
Your pile of money is your shield
I really want none of this
Or maybe you're just out of your goddamn mind
Yeah
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Writer(s): Melancholy Robot
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