Sexually confused when you're not surrounded
At the gathering you're smoking dope and drinking
You're so threatened because there is no doubt
The only true friends are the ones who are through with you
It's not emotional it simply forced
You believe you're the first to endeavor
Washed away your dull mind with drink
I have the advantage I can fucking think
Mr. Popularity risking his mind for his face
This guy obsessed with acceptance not political
Correctness
Everyone enjoys your whining about yourself
To every "wanted one" you show a different map
I question your social importance
You sulk and go for another mind adoption
Mr. Popularity risking his mind for his face
This guy obsessed with acceptance not political
Correctness