Smug As Fuck

I love how I live in your head

Rent free

It really makes me smile

To know you’re still being

Eaten alive

By your own bitterness and bile

Music To My Ears

So I’ve heard you’re starting to feel

Like you’re reaping what you have sown

Well all I can say is poor, poor you

I hope your pain has overflown

As I, for one, cannot express

Just how happy I am to know

That perhaps now you’re beginning to comprehend

What it feels like to be alone

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