Pet Peeve

Down To Nothing

Composed by: Down to Nothing
The same old shit comes out of your mouth 
We hear it every day 
We won't believe shit, we won't acknowledge your presence 
You're a pet peeve get out of my way 
I don't need to explain a thing 
It'd be a waste of my breath 
You're opinions aren't worth my time 
To me, there's nothing left
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