Another mind to twist
Another person to assist
We will help you live
Why don't we all look the same
And why do we all complain
I want a single file line
Why can't we all be robots
Can I help you ma'am?
Oh that you cannot take
I won't fix my shorts for you
They will stay below my waist
You put your shit on me every single day
But I won't take it anymore I'll do things my way
No more of your bickering
Wait for us to fill the streets
You're in for a treat
No more sleep for you
I hope I haunt your dreams
Can I help you pig?
Is there something that I've done?
To disturb your power trip
Why don't you pull your gun
You try to talk but choke
Is there too much smoke?
Your words can't be heard
Now you know how I feel
No more of your bickering
Wait for us to fill the streets
You're in for a treat
No more sleep for you
I hope I haunt your dreams
I will burn you
And piss on your ashes
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Another mind to twist
Another person to assist
We will help you live
Why don't we all look the same
And why do we all complain
I want a single file line
Why can't we all be robots
Can I help you ma'am?
Oh that you cannot take
I won't fix my shorts for you
They will stay below my waist
You put your shit on me every single day
But I won't take it anymore I'll do things my way
No more of your bickering
Wait for us to fill the streets
You're in for a treat
No more sleep for you
I hope I haunt your dreams
Can I help you pig?
Is there something that I've done?
To disturb your power trip
Why don't you pull your gun
You try to talk but choke
Is there too much smoke?
Your words can't be heard
Now you know how I feel
No more of your bickering
Wait for us to fill the streets
You're in for a treat
No more sleep for you
I hope I haunt your dreams
I will burn you
And piss on your ashes
Another person to assist
We will help you live
Why don't we all look the same
And why do we all complain
I want a single file line
Why can't we all be robots
Can I help you ma'am?
Oh that you cannot take
I won't fix my shorts for you
They will stay below my waist
You put your shit on me every single day
But I won't take it anymore I'll do things my way
No more of your bickering
Wait for us to fill the streets
You're in for a treat
No more sleep for you
I hope I haunt your dreams
Can I help you pig?
Is there something that I've done?
To disturb your power trip
Why don't you pull your gun
You try to talk but choke
Is there too much smoke?
Your words can't be heard
Now you know how I feel
No more of your bickering
Wait for us to fill the streets
You're in for a treat
No more sleep for you
I hope I haunt your dreams
I will burn you
And piss on your ashes
Writer: Ian MacSween, Kyle Hunt
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid