you walk into a party
which you weren't invited to
everyone is staring at you
thinking whatcha doing here
you try to act normal
and ask for a beer
you sit down near the t.v
they're watching some porn
people see you and start to laugh
you wish you were never born
it's like a thorn in the thumb
your heart feels the pain
you wish you could change your name
you're losing your mind
yeah you're goin insane
cuz you can't stand shit like that
shit like that
you can't stand shit like that,shit like that
just when you can't take the humilation and rejection no more
some kid reaches ejaculation
everyone's attention is averted to him
then kim this hot cheerleader
wants to know what's goin on
and in order to be in view
she has to sit on top of you
she turns and asks did you see how it happened
you tell her how he was staring at the television
how he was concentrating on the girl getting screwed
yeah his eyeballs were glued to the t.v. screen
he became overly excited, blew his load, and let out a scream
she became histerical
said it musta been a miricle
you can't understand how people like shit like that,shit like that
you can't understand how people like shit like that,shit like that
well you became the hit of the party
everyone asked for your story
the girls they never left your side
as you continue to make fun of
the kid who went to hide
you swallowed your pride
cuz you vowed never to treat people that way
but hey what can you say
to people
who all they want to hear is
shit like that
shit like that
all they want to hear is shit like that,shit like that
the next day in school
oh weren't you the fool
you thought that you would be cool
but they forgot all about that kid
and started picking on you again you wanted out
so the next kid you saw
you punched him in the face
and stole his lunch money
yeah you became shit like that,shit like that
you became shit like that,shit like that
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