Cunt
Why's everybody picking on me
Why's everybody the same
Why's everybody picking on me
Who the hell am I suppose to blame
Why's everybody picking on me yeah
Why can't they pick on someone else
Why's everybody picking me
Why can't they pick on
Themselves, selves
The lies, the pain
My tears bring shame
I'm hurt, left out
The haunt remains
Imagine that you can't see
Imagine that you can't hear at all
This world is a cruel place
And all this is because of you
Why's everybody picking on me
Why can't they pick on someone else
Why's everybody picking on me
Why can't they pick on
Themselves, selves, selves, selves
This gun, your life
I pull the trigger
Then you die
Picking on you picking just picking on you
Picking on you picking just picking on you
Picking on you picking just picking on you
Picking on you picking just picking on you
Why is everybody always picking on me
Why is everybody always picking on me
Why is everybody always picking on me
Why is everybody always picking on me
See you in the next life
See you in the next life
See you in the next life
Picking on me, me, me, me
Picking on me, me, me, me