.[Verse 1]
So if Iâve got your contempt, then know youâve got mine
Covet a home of trinkets, living supine
So tell me what is real and all that constitutes that
A collared man breathes on your neck, theyâre on your back
In fact, fuck that: I pity you
[Chorus].
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