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WHAT A BITCH.

Run away when your feeling get hurt.
You got no drive, no intention to assert.
Look like a man, but you're still a boy.
Societys little toy.
Stop crying when you lose.
Stop this senseless self-abuse.
What a bitch.

What a bitch.
Know nothing of standing your ground.
You're a bitch.
Know not what to do when anxiety is found.
What a bitch.

Go work your nine-to-five.
The only reason you're alive.
Keep your head down when the supervisors are near.
Give*'em*what*they want, to see you cowering in fear.
Makes you wonder why you're even here.
What a bitch.
What a bitch.

What a bitch.
Know nothing of standing your ground.
You're a bitch.
Know not what to do when anxiety is found.
What a bitch.

Leave your cubicle, five o'clock.
Right after you suck the bosses ****.
Go home to your wife, a bigger bitch than you.
She's cheating, but of course you haven't a clue.
If you did, what would you do?
I'll tell ya, I think you'd just...

(This part is sung very fast in comparison to the rest of the song and in monotone, except for "What a bitch")

Run away when you're feeling get hurt.
You got no drive, no intention to assert.
Look like a man, but you're still a boy.
Societys little toy.
Stop crying when you lose.
Stop this senseless self-abuse.
What a bitch.
Go work your nine-to-five.
The only reason you're alive.
Keep your head down when the supervisors are near.
Give 'em what they want, to see you cowering in fear.
Makes you wonder why you're even here.
What a bitch.
Leave your cubicle, five o'clock.
Right after you suck the bosses ****.
Go home to your wife, a bigger bitch than you.
She's cheating, but of course you haven't a clue.
If you did what you do?
I'll tell ya, I think you'd just run away.