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'Cos we all know the law
Only applies to the poor
Only the rich kids can pay
Their way through any locked door
You're not a hero, fuck
Or a Heroine
You're just a spoilt brat - rich next of kin
You always say I drink too much
But my friends are the same
We're sick sad drunks
There's only one way
To survive in a world like this
So I'm sorry if sometimes I'm a bitch
It's cruel to be kind
I let the world make me hard
I can't stand your blown up fake facade
Grew up with no consequences
Always sitting on fences
No thoughts no feelings just disregard
And I don't know if you're trouble
And I don't know if you're dumb
Man Child caught you
Sucking on Mommy's thumb
'Cos you're so fucking stupid
And you're so fucking blind
Spoonfed, Silvergrasp
Are you out of your mind?
'Cos we all know the law
Only applies to the poor
Only the rich kids can pay
Their way through any locked door
You're not a hero, fuck
Or a Heroine
You're just a spoilt brat - rich next of kin
You always say I drink too much
But my friends are the same
We're sick sad drunks
There's only one way
To survive in a world like this
So I'm sorry if sometimes I'm a bitch
It's cruel to be kind
I let the world make me hard
I can't stand your blown up fake facade
Grew up with no consequences
Always sitting on fences
No thoughts no feelings just disregard
'Cos you're so obtuse
Can't bare to fucking lose
Got your mind over matter
Got your thoughts knocked loose
And I fucking hate you
Can't stand to rate you
When I hear your name
Makes me wanna scrape
Your face and voice out of my head
And it would be too kind
To wish you were dead
Well I drank too much
Spilt too much wine
That's why I guess they heard
It from the grapevine
'Cos we all know the law
Only applies to the poor
Only the rich kids can pay
Their way through any locked door
You're not a hero, fuck
Or a Heroine
You're just a spoilt brat rich next of kin
You always say I drink too much
But my friends are the same
We're sick sad drunks
Well I drank too much
Spilt too much wine
I guess they heard
It from the grapevine
