R22 - E.F.F.

You fuckin' herb you take everything and you twist your way
You stand with your stupid face and spit shit, outside
You walk around in your fantasy with your compromise personality
You are king of the hill, inside
Herb, EFF, EFF

Now why is it that everyday I gotta deal with your fucking way
You want a sip, of the way I think
This fake embodiment of your lies makes me fucking sick inside
I'll feed you lines, and destroy your mind
You can not judge of me, your not a part of me
You're a thorn digging into my side
The way to be is not to fuck with me
I'll glue acorns to your spine

Yeah
Don't tell me why I live this way
There's nothing real for you to say
You read the things you see your way
You say you know me
You can not know everything
How do you know anything?
When you got fucking shit for brains
Burn

There's treason in your reason and your bound to lie
You don't know, this is why
You can't take away what is real to me
A fantasy, fuck my mind

I can't breathe it, I want to see
I can't believe it, who can I be
I can't breathe it, who can I be

There's treason in your reason and your bound to lie
You don't know, this is why
You can't take away what is real to me
A fantasy, fuck my mind

Pound just every fucking fool
Analyze my mind, see if you can find, any reasons
Pound just every fucking fool
Any reasons why, that can be defied, you question
Pound just every fucking fool
You question why, analyze my mind, see if you can
Pound just every fucking fool

You pound just every fucking fool
You pound just every fucking fool
You pound just every fucking
Pound just every fucking fool

Written by:
Alex Aronowicz, Matthew Kourie

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