I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!

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Another loose cannon gone bipolar

Yeah I get it, you’re an outcast
Always under attack, always coming in last
Bringing up the past, no one owes you anything

I think you need a shotgun blast, a kick in the ass

So paranoid, watch your back

Slipped down, couldn’t get much lower
Quicksand’s got no sense of humour
I’m still laughing like hell