Letra de Incel Circle Jerk

Only ones who understand Are your narcissistic friends There you are, hand in hand Just like supreme gentlemen You’re too good, too good for them Mama say girls are prey, so what then? Where’d you get that entitlement? You think it’s neat? To be neat? Self-pity, a beta’s badge of honor Internet retreat to preach male supremacy As if the real world didn’t serve you already? Strap a razor to your palm With your friends, you’d get it on Incel circle jerk Cut the head off, prove your worth Incel circle jerk Snip the tip, humble yourself