Aberdeen is Dead - Rock Is Dead And You Killed It.

He's a
Young man
Go home
No room for you to roam

Our work
Is done
There's no more having fun

You scream
So loud
But still don't make a sound

I dream
So big
You wouldn't understand

What do you want from me from me
What do you want from me from me
All that I used to want to see
Isn't that much to me to me

You're a
An asshole
With no role
You'd probably sell your soul

Sit there
At home
Make comments from your phone

That's shit
Big laugh
You're not as good as half

The jerks
I've met
At least they'll say it to my face

What do you want from me from me
What do you want from me from me
All that I used to want to see
Isn't that much to me to me

What do you want from me from me
What do you want from me from me
All that I used to want to see
Isn't that much to me to me

(Fuck You)

Written by:
Jacob Linder

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