Its really so easy
To complain about the pain
You do, I dont, so there
Days home you feign
Lying down so helpless
Ive said it before
Its never ever heard
Even back in 2004
So shut your mouth
Dont talk at me again
until you know it all
you think you know it all
you're wrong, you're wrong, you have no clue
What you go through is nothing to
What I do, my ailment would kill you
Rock my foundations and control my day
leaving an early night as my only way
strip me of my insides you prey, i pray
and on this throne im made to stay
you're wrong, you're wrong, you have no clue
What you go through is nothing to
What I do, my ailment would kill you
So shut your mouth
Dont talk at me again
until you know it all
you think you know it all