Letra de Dead Smart

You cut me down Behind my back Turn back the facts Reaching your conclusions Your theories lack the facts And that's a fact You think you have the answers With not a shit to say Rip apart my every thought Before it's ever said Fuck off - fucking little trendy Brats bored of spending Mommy's cash Blinding lies, Making blieve it's real Thinking you're something... Yeah, you're dead smart You think you have the answers With not a shit to say Before you start to answer, i've Got one thing to say Fuck off - fucking little trendy Brats bored of spending Mommy's cash Turn back facts Delusions, what you say Conclusions, what you said