Cancer of the World
Miracles come in threes and fours
And there I walked in at five past six
Are you ready to hate yourself again?
Have you ever thought you found what you're looking for
As you're crying and you're lying on your bedroom floor?
Are you ready to bottle it up again?
You see the world ain't fair and they like it that way
Instead of sitting in your sadness kick a fucker in the face
So make a friend, make a move, doesn't matter what you prove
I've embarrassed half the motherfuckers sitting in this room
I tread on you, and you, and you, and your mother
A pariah, a piranha, lacking in Americana
I could try and fit your mould just so we can get along, but well
Why bother?
I'm the thing you fear
Everything you hold so dear
I'm the whisper in your ear
Yeah I'm the bravery you wish you held
Cause I'm everything you could have been
Yeah I'm everything you could've had
I'm the thought that makes you sad
I'm just the cancer of the world
Misanthropic holy roller sipping on his Coca-Cola
Ciggy and a pension for crashing his crappy black Corolla
I'm the issue I'm the mess
I'm the reason that "this country needs better control on all them immigrants"
I'm the one who stole your job
I'm the one who stole your home
I'm the one who rose the rates up on your bank loans
Doesn't matter what I say anymore
Always some stuck-up fucker tryna hate me for more
Because I'm the boy that makes all the dickheads shitty
Cause my accent's "dumb" and I look "too pretty"
I lack substance, I lack pity, I'm not smart and I'm not witty
I'm a silly little boy from a silly little city
I'm an arsehole from Tauranga, I'm so tapu a Hautonga
I'm a vulture killing culture you can carve my fucking sculpture
Take my name and take my number, check my face and check my waka
If you step then I'll be happy to smack up your whakapapa
I'm the thing you fear
Everything you hold so dear
I'm the whisper in your ear
Yeah I'm the bravery you wish you held
Cause I'm everything you could have been
Yeah I'm everything you could've had
I'm the thought that makes you sad
I'm just the cancer of the world
And you can hurry up and cry now
I'm the thing you fear
Everything you hold so dear
I'm the whisper in your ear
Yeah I'm the bravery you wish you held
Cause I'm everything you could have been
Yeah I'm everything you could've had
I'm the thought that makes you sad
I'm just the cancer of the world
I'm just the cancer of the world
I'm just the cancer of the world
I'm just the cancer of the world
I'm just the cancer of the world
Fuck it
(Tahi, rua, toru, wha)
And there I walked in at five past six
Are you ready to hate yourself again?
Have you ever thought you found what you're looking for
As you're crying and you're lying on your bedroom floor?
Are you ready to bottle it up again?
You see the world ain't fair and they like it that way
Instead of sitting in your sadness kick a fucker in the face
So make a friend, make a move, doesn't matter what you prove
I've embarrassed half the motherfuckers sitting in this room
I tread on you, and you, and you, and your mother
A pariah, a piranha, lacking in Americana
I could try and fit your mould just so we can get along, but well
Why bother?
I'm the thing you fear
Everything you hold so dear
I'm the whisper in your ear
Yeah I'm the bravery you wish you held
Cause I'm everything you could have been
Yeah I'm everything you could've had
I'm the thought that makes you sad
I'm just the cancer of the world
Misanthropic holy roller sipping on his Coca-Cola
Ciggy and a pension for crashing his crappy black Corolla
I'm the issue I'm the mess
I'm the reason that "this country needs better control on all them immigrants"
I'm the one who stole your job
I'm the one who stole your home
I'm the one who rose the rates up on your bank loans
Doesn't matter what I say anymore
Always some stuck-up fucker tryna hate me for more
Because I'm the boy that makes all the dickheads shitty
Cause my accent's "dumb" and I look "too pretty"
I lack substance, I lack pity, I'm not smart and I'm not witty
I'm a silly little boy from a silly little city
I'm an arsehole from Tauranga, I'm so tapu a Hautonga
I'm a vulture killing culture you can carve my fucking sculpture
Take my name and take my number, check my face and check my waka
If you step then I'll be happy to smack up your whakapapa
I'm the thing you fear
Everything you hold so dear
I'm the whisper in your ear
Yeah I'm the bravery you wish you held
Cause I'm everything you could have been
Yeah I'm everything you could've had
I'm the thought that makes you sad
I'm just the cancer of the world
And you can hurry up and cry now
I'm the thing you fear
Everything you hold so dear
I'm the whisper in your ear
Yeah I'm the bravery you wish you held
Cause I'm everything you could have been
Yeah I'm everything you could've had
I'm the thought that makes you sad
I'm just the cancer of the world
I'm just the cancer of the world
I'm just the cancer of the world
I'm just the cancer of the world
I'm just the cancer of the world
Fuck it
(Tahi, rua, toru, wha)
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Writer(s): Wyatt T
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