Martyrial Girl$

I'm officially going in
 And refusing to come out
 Unless I'm bloody
 Let's go
 I'd like to think I pride myself on being humble
 And let these other motherfuckers lose touch like a fumble
 'Cause you can keep a level head and have fun too
 But I came to promote the game till they saying uncle
 At least till my name's in the same lane as
 You gonna have to respect me for making being uncool cool
 With no capris and sandals, ray bans, skinny pants and flannels
 So insecure I'm tugging at my t-shirt
 'Cause I swear the girl behind me staring at my love handles
 I just wanna change the channel or delete them
 Where the fuck is Adam Sandler when you need him?
 Or Christopher Walken
 On my papercut shit again, thank god for walkmans
 And I gotta thank God often
 'Cause otherwise I'd be like these other guys
 This type of scene just ain't my thing
 And everybody too cool for school
 And yet somehow I never felt so alone
 In a room full of people
 So I'mma seat on this stoop
 Then I'mma lace up my boots
 And keep on walking till I make my way home
 Can someone tell me how I got here in the first place
 'Cause honestly in my opinion this the worst place
 I mean I even said hello to a few girls
 I feel like brad pitt stuck in cool world
 'Cause everything so foreign
 And all the conversation is boring
 I mean I'm practically snoring
 Could somebody please show me the door man
 'Cause I don't think that I can take it
 Everybody here is desperate hit like Replacements
 That's probably why I ain't sayin' shit
 Oh what the hell I might as well get wasted
 'Cause I'd rather be sedated
 Than conversate about whose sneakers are more outrageous
 Or whose outfit's the latest
 I think I'll blow jokes on you, greatest
 This type of scene just ain't my thing
 And everybody too cool for school
 And yet somehow I never felt so alone
 In a room full of people
 So I'mma seat on this stoop
 Then I'mma lace up my boots
 And keep on walking till I make my way home
 Ladies and gentlemen
 Boys and girls
 I'd advise you all
 To the Papercut Chronicles 2
 It don't get much better
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 This type of scene just ain't my thing
 And everybody too cool for school
 And yet somehow I never felt so alone
 In a room full of people
 So I'mma seat on this stoop
 Then I'mma lace up my boots
 And keep on walking till I make my way home