Album: Creamy Sized

Shitheads

(C. Lloree)
Phony faces are all I see, ugly rumors are surroundin¡¯ me.
Judgmental thoughts flow from mind to mind.
Just because I¡¯m not one of the John Doe kind.
Insecurity turns to jealousy,
Causing switchblade tongues to make ears bleed.
Your thick imaginations getting thicker and thicker.
Why am I the lighter that makes you flicker?
(Chorus)
Don¡¯t be judgin¡¯ me on what you think you see.
I don¡¯t want you around, I know what your thinking.
Don¡¯t be judgin¡¯ me on what you think that ya see.
I don¡¯t want you around, I know what your about.
You look at me, you think you¡¯ve figured me out.
It would take a lot of knowledge to learn what I¡¯m about.
If your so into my world, to let yours pass by¡­
Pull the plank from your own eye.