Look at you, you cokie You're looking like a shit You're tied up in your own sweet hell Of watching your own tricks
You're just a silly willie A short arsed little stump You're high and fake like auntie drake Who's shopping with his mum
All you ever wanted was to be him Everything you want is in his face All you ever want is to be in now But the trouble is, you'll always just be her, always her
Look at you, you problem You think you're causing grief But we're not brutes we've just begun To shove it in your face
And every night it's harder For you to play your dope 'cause we're exposing breakfast chums You haven't got a hope
All you ever wanted was to be him Everything you want is in his face All you ever want is to be in now But the trouble is, you'll always just be her Try a little harder, to try a little harder
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