Temp-Eror

Hey big man, how does it feel?
To know your days are numbered, and soon you'll be
Just like those you hate
The ones you push around and intimidate
Are you filled with fear?
At the thought of the days you hated growing near
Hey big man, how does it feel?
To be the last one to know just how fucked you really are

Without your title, you're just a shadow of a man
And now you're powerless to help yourself
Without your weapons, you're just the loudest of the fools
And now your cowardice will show right through

Hey big man, how does it feel?
To know that everyone sees through your lies
Just like those you hate
The ones you vilify to try to vindicate
Are you filled with fear?
At the thought of revolution growing near
Hey big man, how does it feel?
To be the last one to know just how fucked you really are

Without your title, you're just a shadow of a man
And now you're powerless to help yourself
Without your weapons, you're just the loudest of the fools
And now your cowardice will show right through

Hey big boy, I see you



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Merchant
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