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DI'm a faggot, I'm a retard, I Bmgot a girl's bag, and a V-card. GI got three friends and a whack ass ride, you can Ajudge by the cover 'cause it's shitty on the inside. DNo girls wanna fuck me, trust me. BmI don't give a fuck, don't adjust me Gjust please shut your face hole for just one second. A"Fuck you faggot, you're so fucking Ddumb." Dumb, I'm the dumb one? BmCalm down, Bo, just count to ten. GOne, two, three, whore-I mean four-shit, Athree, four, five, bitch-I mean six-shit. DI quit, I got no patience, you Bmwon, I'll face it. GYour life peaks at graduation, Awell, congratu-fucking-lations. DNerds, the faggots, the Bmspastic fat chicks Gwho sit in the back with Ano one to do their lab with, Dthe kid with acne Bmand tons of Proactive Gpacked inside his backpack. AI got your back, kid. (Same chord progression) Do you know why, kid, I can rap so mean? I was reading while you were fucking the prom queen. Huddled up reading, no lacrosse team. "Huddle up, huddle up" What? You lost me. Sorry, bro, did I interrupt the circle of jerks all circle jerking? I need savin'? No, fuck no. Quote the raven? No, fuck Poe. Ah, shit, I'm bitchin, listenin'.
They don't know what they're missing. For instance, I like poetry, I like instruments. Maybe we have similar interests? It's no fall balls, no balls fall. Sit and scrawl on the stall walls. At three p.m., I pause. That shit sounds like applause. Nerds, the faggots, the spastic fat chicks who sit in the back with no one to do their lab with, the kid with acne and tons of Proactive packed inside his backpack. I got your back, kid. Nerds, the faggots, the spastic fat chicks who sit in the back with no one to do their lab with, the kid with acne and tons of Proactive packed inside his backpack. I got your back, kid. (Dm, Bb)
She Dmstood in line and gotBb cut. Tried Dmout, got Bbcut. Loved Dmart, but the budget got Bbcut. Then, Dmshe got numb, and she only Bbfelt when she knelt and Dmcut.
Nerds, the faggots, the spastic fat chicks who sit in the back with no one to do their lab with, the kid with acne and tons of Proactive packed inside his backpack. I got your back, kid. I know it's bad, kid. I got your back, kid.