CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Hypocreep
Yeah, 'cause I'm a hypocreep
A whole different kind of breed, a real hyperfreak
Freakier than the backward going Benjamin
And you're one of them hypocrites
And yuck, this scene makes me sick
Too many drama thirsty pricks on the internet
So I've changed my f**king att**ude
Yet you still wonder what the f**k is wrong with me
But you know what? I'm who they f**king wanna be
What you say what you do
Such a shame, such hypocrites
Deeply sick to the core
Don't you dare bore the crap out of me with your bullsh*t
What you say, what you do
Way too lame, such hypocrites
Don't tell me what to do
I'ma f**king bury ya, 'cause I'm a hypocreep
Yeah, 'cause I'm a hypocreep
A whole different kind of breed, a real hyperfreak
Freakier than the backward going Benjamin
And you're one of them hypocrites
And yuck, you want me to fill your appet**e
Want me to shut up and behave like everyone else
But now I got a gun, so I gotta have what I wanna have
Now, 'course you'd call me a bipolar b*t*h
What you say, what you do
Such a shame, such hypocrites
Deeply sick to the core
Don't you dare bore the crap out of me with your bullsh*t
What you say, what you do
Way too lame such hypocrites
Don't tell me what to do
I'ma f**king bury ya, 'cause I'm a hypocreep
A whole different kind of breed, a real hyperfreak
Freakier than the backward going Benjamin
And you're one of them hypocrites
And yuck, this scene makes me sick
Too many drama thirsty pricks on the internet
So I've changed my f**king att**ude
Yet you still wonder what the f**k is wrong with me
But you know what? I'm who they f**king wanna be
What you say what you do
Such a shame, such hypocrites
Deeply sick to the core
Don't you dare bore the crap out of me with your bullsh*t
What you say, what you do
Way too lame, such hypocrites
Don't tell me what to do
I'ma f**king bury ya, 'cause I'm a hypocreep
Yeah, 'cause I'm a hypocreep
A whole different kind of breed, a real hyperfreak
Freakier than the backward going Benjamin
And you're one of them hypocrites
And yuck, you want me to fill your appet**e
Want me to shut up and behave like everyone else
But now I got a gun, so I gotta have what I wanna have
Now, 'course you'd call me a bipolar b*t*h
What you say, what you do
Such a shame, such hypocrites
Deeply sick to the core
Don't you dare bore the crap out of me with your bullsh*t
What you say, what you do
Way too lame such hypocrites
Don't tell me what to do
I'ma f**king bury ya, 'cause I'm a hypocreep
