Lyrics
Here's a guy with a search history darker than a sea trench
Telling you how to live
Closet, crawlspace, and attic full of skeletons
A grown man who can't handle his shit
A scummy fraud who wants to be your boss
Can't handle his shit
Seen'm all before
There's always one
He's hard to miss
A born asshole
Keeping tabs on
Running tattle
On the people making things
Seen'm all before
There's always one
He's hard to miss
A born asshole
Keeping tabs on
Running tattle
On the people making things
There's a guy in a group chat with Klansmen telling you how to live
Just a matter of time before he's the one twisting in the wind
A grown man who can't handle his shit
A scummy fraud who wants to be your boss can't handle his shit
Seen'm all before
There's always one
He's hard to miss
A born asshole
Keeping tabs on
Running tattle
On the people making things
Seen'm all before
There's always one
He's hard to miss
A born asshole
Keeping tabs on
Running tattle
On the people making things
But man it makes me sick to sing this
But man it makes me sick to sing this
