| The Grim Soul Reaper |
You think I have a problem? Right back at you: You think I give a shit, how I've seen through your crap, You just can't fucking stand the way I criticize. Because I find everything wrong in everything you write, It seems like it's not that hard for me to find everything that's wrong with you Open Your Eyes And Face The Truth Open Your Eyes The Real Problem's You You think that I point out your mistakes just for fun and mockery, And the only answer you'll get is that you're just not happy with me So what if I put pride in myself When I point out everyone else's mistakes? And just because the problems I have for you are just a little much for you to take, You come all pissed and bitchin' in the make Open Your Eyes And Face The Truth Open Your Eyes The Real Problem's You Got a Problem? I Don't Give a Fuck. | |||||||