Maybe as a baby you dropped your rattle

And it still rattles you to this day.

You better practice your evil looks in the mirror

They don t work on me.

Slowly crawling up from the down low.

The other cops still call you fatso .

Short fuse and a top to blow.

Unhappy wife.

Shitty life.

Hit the bottle.

Your whole world dropped from under you.

Left you with sorry excuses.

Left you with meaningless things to prove

Like why you became a cop.

Why did you become a cop?

Wonder what it was that made you this way.

As a boy your toys were taken away.

And it still toys with you to this day.

You better practice your evil looks in the mirror

They don t work on me.

Slowly crawling up from the down low.

The other cops still call you fatso .

Short fuse and a top to blow.

Unhappy wife.

Shitty life.

Hit the bottle

Your whole world dropped from under you.

Left you with sorry excuses.

Left you with meaningless things to prove

Like why you became a cop.

Why did you become a cop?shut the fuck up.

After my court date

I ll forget about you.

I ll tell my cellmate.

I ll forget about you.

After the jail break

I ll forget about you.

After i m through singing this song

I ll forget about youi ll forget about you!

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