Uh oh oh oh oh
Uh oh, oh oh oh
Shut up
You've got the gift of gab
You think you got me all locked up
Trapped in a meager world of fake silence
You think your not alone, you say it's only in my head
But who cried the night the music died
Uh oh oh oh oh shut up
Uh oh oh oh oh shut up
Around the block and back
You got a death threat in your bed
Drowning in a swirling sea of fake friends
Sent on a paisley trip, you got a check in your baggage
Delusionary conscisousness how'd it ever get to this
World of masturbation
Uh oh, oh oh oh shut up
I don't wanna hear you not anymore
I just wanna get you outta my sight
Can you take it somewhere else
Or shut up
Shhhhhhhh, keep it down
Shhhhhhhh, I don't wanna get kicked out
I don't wanna hear you not anymore
I just wanna get you outta my sight
Can you take it somehwere else
Or shut up
Writer(s): Chris B Maggiore
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