What happens when you don't have
these good looks anymore?
What happens when you have to think
about others a little more?
You chore, you bore,
you beautiful stallion whore.
you think you know the world
but you haven't the faintest idea the score.
You don't even know the first note
yet you think you're smarter than before
you should go to therapy
because you're not the same as all of us.
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