F*** You

You know what, f*** you
F*** you from the bottom of my heart
F*** you sideways, backwards and upside down
F*** you, f*** your couch, f*** your life
F*** your feelings, f*** your opinion, f*** your authority
F*** you and that bulls*** you be talking
F*** you, you half-dead motherf***er
You think you know but f*** you, you have no idea
I’m like rubber, you’e like glue, whatever you say bounces off me so f*** you
F*** you, f*** you and f*** you, who’s next
I don’t know what the f*** you talking about so f*** you
Everytime I see you, all I wanna say is “F*** you”
I feel like fireballs should be coming out my hands when I scream, “F*** YOU!”
All I’m serving is f*** you with a side of kiss my a**
So f*** you, f*** you, f*** you, you’re cool and f*** you
I’m out

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