Your Opinions
Ow
Divisive is as divisive does
If there's rain in your shoes, you must be walking on water
Standing your ground just to make people money
But your money's no good if it don't keep people from rioting
Hey, everybody everybody gotta scream
Till the blood, till the guts be splatter-splattering
Who asked you anyway?
You got your stance from a pop star in cheetah print
Oof, that view is paramount
Everyone's got their own opinions
I've got mine and yours don't count
Stamina disguised as policy
Oh, can't you feel how we care
Write a chain letter of genocide
Who asked you anyway?
You took your cue from a purple dinosaur
Oof, that view is paramount
Everyone's got their own opinions
I've got mine and yours don't count
Your opinion ought not be
As equal as those who read
Doe-eyed face with a machete
How the victims will fall for that blank stare
Slicing their throats with the fickle and fecal
Who the hell asked you anyway?
You're standing tall on a deflated hard-on
Oof, that view is paramount
Everyone's got their own opinions
I've got mine and yours don't count
You got your beef from a prom date at Taco Bell
Oof, that view is paramount
Everyone's got their own opinions
I've got mine and yours don't count
They don't count
You know they say opinions are like assholes
I just think you're an asshole
Divisive is as divisive does
If there's rain in your shoes, you must be walking on water
Standing your ground just to make people money
But your money's no good if it don't keep people from rioting
Hey, everybody everybody gotta scream
Till the blood, till the guts be splatter-splattering
Who asked you anyway?
You got your stance from a pop star in cheetah print
Oof, that view is paramount
Everyone's got their own opinions
I've got mine and yours don't count
Stamina disguised as policy
Oh, can't you feel how we care
Write a chain letter of genocide
Who asked you anyway?
You took your cue from a purple dinosaur
Oof, that view is paramount
Everyone's got their own opinions
I've got mine and yours don't count
Your opinion ought not be
As equal as those who read
Doe-eyed face with a machete
How the victims will fall for that blank stare
Slicing their throats with the fickle and fecal
Who the hell asked you anyway?
You're standing tall on a deflated hard-on
Oof, that view is paramount
Everyone's got their own opinions
I've got mine and yours don't count
You got your beef from a prom date at Taco Bell
Oof, that view is paramount
Everyone's got their own opinions
I've got mine and yours don't count
They don't count
You know they say opinions are like assholes
I just think you're an asshole
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