Self Involved Vacuum Copycat
Self involved vacuum copycat
I've wanted you out and that's that
There's nothing original about you, you try to be someone else
Givin me a heart attack tact rat
Sucked up erupt I will, I'm mad
You'll die with a name you changed 100 times to be him. I need help
He's probably listening to this
Oh well, I don't give a shit
I hate it, I feel degraded, your overrated
Your being a fuckin prick
I'm sick and tired of this
You take "get a life" literally, take his
Take what you want how you want whenever you fucking want it's sick
I don't know what to believe anymore
I'm burning hotter than a lit cigarette tip with my fix
There's no rhythm, and my chest hurts
Your not original
Or individual
I'm over here wanting to die faster
Now it's so typical
Your sadness is fictional
You think your some kind of guitar master
Take what you want how you want whenever you fucking want it's sick
I don't know what to believe anymore
I'm burning hotter than a lit cigarette tip with my fix
There's no rhythm, and my chest hurts
Take what you want how you want whenever you fucking want it's sick
I don't know what to believe anymore
I'm burning hotter than a lit cigarette tip with my fix
There's no rhythm, and my chest hurts
Self involved vacuum copycat
Self involved vacuum copycat
Self involved vacuum copycat
Self involved vacuum
I've wanted you out and that's that
There's nothing original about you, you try to be someone else
Givin me a heart attack tact rat
Sucked up erupt I will, I'm mad
You'll die with a name you changed 100 times to be him. I need help
He's probably listening to this
Oh well, I don't give a shit
I hate it, I feel degraded, your overrated
Your being a fuckin prick
I'm sick and tired of this
You take "get a life" literally, take his
Take what you want how you want whenever you fucking want it's sick
I don't know what to believe anymore
I'm burning hotter than a lit cigarette tip with my fix
There's no rhythm, and my chest hurts
Your not original
Or individual
I'm over here wanting to die faster
Now it's so typical
Your sadness is fictional
You think your some kind of guitar master
Take what you want how you want whenever you fucking want it's sick
I don't know what to believe anymore
I'm burning hotter than a lit cigarette tip with my fix
There's no rhythm, and my chest hurts
Take what you want how you want whenever you fucking want it's sick
I don't know what to believe anymore
I'm burning hotter than a lit cigarette tip with my fix
There's no rhythm, and my chest hurts
Self involved vacuum copycat
Self involved vacuum copycat
Self involved vacuum copycat
Self involved vacuum
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Writer(s): Jeff Victor
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