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The same old shit comes out of your mouth
We hear it every day
We won't believe shit, we won't acknowledge your presence
You're a pet peeve get out of my way
I don't need to explain a thing
It'd be a waste of my breath
You're opinions aren't worth my time
To me, there's nothing left
