Don't tell me how to run my life
Don't tell me how to act
All I see is your lips that's moving
And what I hear from you is crap
Some people I met is not so bright
You know not really that smart
Why do they end up next to me
With their torturing talk
Shut up
I don't wanna hear you anymore
IQ 084
Shut up
Or get to the point
Natural born idiot
Idiot
Just another worn out voice
With a worn out face
There's no God that can save your soul
I got no room 'cause you're insane
Shut up
I don't wanna hear you anymore
IQ 084
Shut up
Or get to the point
Natural born idiot