I
heard you talking all about yourself
Just
the other day
And
then the week before that
And
the past few years as well
You
seem to wrestle with the struggle of it all
Which
puts you in the same predicament
As
several billion souls
And
all you seem to talk about
Is
how tough your battle is
Instead
of sympathy or empathy
You
make me take the piss
You’ve
got issues (God bless you)
You’ve
got issues (Here’s a tissue)
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