The more you talk the more I don’t care
You might as well be talking to the air
Or an imaginary friend sitting in a chair
That I can see through like glassware
You wonder why I couldn’t care any less than I do
It’s because people misjudged me over stupid things so I grew
Out of caring what others think to be true
Cuz in the end it’s all a steaming pile of poo
If you have an opinion about me keep it in your pants
Get out of my life; you’re not someone I know as friends or fans
Do you honestly think your words or opinion phase
Me as I live my life like the castaways?
I don’t want your company
Go away, close your legs, you’re stinky
Close it from now on cuz I just don’t care
About your opinion of who, what, and where
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