call me sacrificial
that'll make it easier
for all the rotten things you do ok
nothing but yourself
fills that head of egos
self intrinsic thoughts make you alright
theres no cure for selfish
believe me I tried to help
all those years you've gone and took away
i guess i'm at fault for
making you feel like you're bigger
than the bit of space that you take up
or maybe I'm dumb
let me forward my path
escape your toxic presence
all you did was fill me up with doubt
and you'll be fine don't worry
ride your ship to all the glories
hurdles don't come much to ones like you
theres no cure for thinking
that you're something special
maybe you'll get smarter maybe not
and I guess I was part of
making you feel like you're something
stepping on my throat to help you up
or maybe I'm dumb