Enjoy the view from your throne
Soon it'll collapse under your own weight
Bit off more than you could chew--
That's saying a lot
You exude an aura of failure
As they say, practice makes perfect
You're like the job you've done, easily forgettable.
Couldn't command a room if you were the only one in it
Respect must be earned, not bought or begged for
Look in the mirror and realize everything you're not
You wear your permanent mask of confusion so well
By the book, that you never even read
When you're the problem you're always the last to know
I thought you were just playing dumb
Then I learned it was the only thing you weren't faking
Good riddance cunt, you accomplished nothing.