Judge

Here we go I've seen that Jekyll/Hyde routine before

My one-man soap opera show, go and spit and snarl and stomp the floor

Yeah, I don't think you're mean cause you're scared or frightened

I just think you're mean cause you're unenlightened

Or maybe it is that you are afraid at best

That no matter what you put between your legs it won't fill this hole in your chest

Or could it be you weren't shown love or affection

Or better yet you were over-indulged and now you call it oppression.

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My spleen is full though I say I don't hold a grudge

And it may make me vile and wretched and worse off than you

But I do judge

So tell me suburbia, tell me about your life

Tell me the saga of how you grew up with no strife.

I consider it the highest form of neglect

Like nobody ever told you "no" so now you don't know respect, boy.

(Chorus)

Don't listen to image now cause image is a liar.

Yeah to hear this song I'm drinking napalm and pissing fire

But truth be known I'm brought to my knees everyday

So I figure while I'm down there I may as well get comfy and pray

Cause sadly there are people like you all around

Not just addicts or assholes but spirits who can't reach their ground.