I think your dull, you've nothing interesting to say
You only talk about shoes and clothes and the style of your hair
Your superficial, artificial, get a grip of yourself
At least don't bore me, with your stories about shopping and shit
It's Tuesday morning and you're in the mall
Why don't you just go to school or get a f*cking job ?
Cause daddy gives you money when you're doing f*cking nothing
Your plight is so distressing, you know I find it quite depressing
You're into money and buying crappy things
You always end up following the latest trend
You listen to MCR
Daddy's gonna buy you a brand new car this Christmas
And when the day breaks you have no need to get up
Except to see if you'll get money to buy some new stuff
Or maybe get your nails done, have a facial, do some lunch
Then you'll call a friend up go out dancing and get drunk
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I think your dull, you've nothing interesting to say
You only talk about shoes and clothes and the style of your hair
Your superficial, artificial, get a grip of yourself
At least don't bore me, with your stories about shopping
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When all is said and done, your not the only one
Following the masses to the grave
When all has been and we're through, I've seen plenty worse than you
I still think there's a chance u can be saved