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Cryptic Slaughter

Little World

Superior attitudes

Change the way to think

If you don’t get your way

You’ll just sit back and sulk

Do you know who I am?

Do you really care?

You think you’ve got me figured out

You think your world is fair

You live your little world

That’s what I don’t get

You make it all for yourself

So no one else can fit

You are the majority

The world consists of you

We’ll just wait and see

Who’s been played the fool

You’ve built your little world

Now you’re stuck for good

Now there’s no coming back

There’s nothing you can do