Slouched behind a keyboard
Your fingertips are nails
I bet face to face your social skills surprisingly fail
Come a little closer
I didn't catch your name
Insult me all you want to
But dare you do it to my face?
Fuck you uh-oh Uh-uh... Uh-uh...
You're entitled to your opinion
But I must ask you way
If all your say is hurtful
It was heavy on the intent
But light in its effect
And when I'm the subject
Here's the reaction you can expect
Fuck you uh-oh Uh-uh... Uh-uh...
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Uh-uh-oh...
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Uh-uh-oh...
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Uh-uh...
Fuck you uh-oh Uh-uh... Uh-uh...
Writer(s): Thomas Eriksen, Maria Mena, Mats Lie Skaare
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