Oh so tough, oh so viral
Red blooded, ball of fire
Get out of the way, coming on so strong
He who has the loudest most incoherent voice
Has the last word, oh that last word
Nothing to see here
Nothing to believe here
Nothing
Absolutely nothing
Take it in, recognize
There's another ill-advised decision
Making up for what he lacks
Inadequate, inconsequential
That's a good one, yeah that's a good one
A parade of insults, and a show of force
Flaunting authority, settling the scores
Covering up an empty f*cking life
That empty life, that empty life
Tries to forget he's nothing
He's nothing
Please dwell upon and
See through dead eyes
To a pile of useless thoughts
And don't forget he's nothing
Resistors - Who's Got the 2 1/2? Lyrics
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Oh so tough, oh so viral
Red blooded, ball of fire
Get out of the way, coming on so strong
He who has the loudest most incoherent voice
Has the last word, oh that last word
Nothing to see here
Nothing to believe here
Nothing
Absolutely nothing
Take it in, recognize
There's another ill-advised decision
Making up for what he lacks
Inadequate, inconsequential
That's a good one, yeah that's a good one
A parade of insults, and a show of force
Flaunting authority, settling the scores
Covering up an empty f*cking life
That empty life, that empty life
Tries to forget he's nothing
He's nothing
Please dwell upon and
See through dead eyes
To a pile of useless thoughts
And don't forget he's nothing
Red blooded, ball of fire
Get out of the way, coming on so strong
He who has the loudest most incoherent voice
Has the last word, oh that last word
Nothing to see here
Nothing to believe here
Nothing
Absolutely nothing
Take it in, recognize
There's another ill-advised decision
Making up for what he lacks
Inadequate, inconsequential
That's a good one, yeah that's a good one
A parade of insults, and a show of force
Flaunting authority, settling the scores
Covering up an empty f*cking life
That empty life, that empty life
Tries to forget he's nothing
He's nothing
Please dwell upon and
See through dead eyes
To a pile of useless thoughts
And don't forget he's nothing
Writer: Resistors
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