It's all about esteem
It's all about dreams
It's all about making the best of everything

You'll know when you're fine
'Cause you'll talk like a mime
You fall on your face, you get back up and you're doing fine
"Consider it a clown
a preachy preaching machine"
Is one of the sweetest things you would say about me
But i dont have the time
For your distorted esteem
Why are you toying with my, my mind?

I dont wanna hear you say say say say say say say say it
I dont wanna hear you say say say say say say it
I dont wanna hear you say say say say say say say say it
Now you're fucking with my mind

You think you're smarter than me
Well everyone knows you'll never be smarter than me
Thats how it goes
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