I still get angry
I still get sad
and the losers, still drive me mad
And I wonder if I have anything to say anymore
Yeah, I wonder if I have anything to say except
The masses are asses
They're all asses
Things still piss me off
And things still make me cry
Poetry's in motion, not in mind
Poetry's in motion but not in my mind
Poetic justice will come in time
and I just have to laugh I just have to laugh
because the masses are asses
we're all asses
Masses are asses every day
Masses are asses in every way
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