VERSE 1
Is she a piece of eye candy or a piece of ass?
The summer solstice has not yet passed
Put her in a bikini so tiny and teeny
After she upchucks a plate of tortellini
The magazine told her that she’s not worth it
Unless she makes a thousand dollar makeup purchase
The media likes to play with her battered brain
Her Stockholm Syndrome is for you to maintain
PRE-CHORUS 1
It feels good to have a story
That nobody is ignoring
To have the scars tell your tale
Of how you’ll never fail
You got a lucky charm, my guy
And it always seems like…
CHORUS
Everybody’s got one except me
Everybody’s got one except me
Too lazy for basic empathy
Everybody’s got one except me
VERSE 2
You also got a job that pays by the millions
And your own fan base by the fucking billions
And a car that zooms down the autobahn
There’s no way your image isn’t more than a con
PRE-CHORUS 2
It feels good to live in comfort
Feels good to not be encumbered
To have your riches tell your legacy
Of how you haven’t a single enemy
You got a golden horseshoe, my dude
And this is my attitude…
CHORUS
Everybody’s got one except me
Everybody’s got one except me
Too lazy for basic empathy
Everybody’s got one except me
BRIDGE
They call you an influencer
With a case of affluenza
They call you a celebrity
The world’s methamphetamine
They call you a politician
Wall Street’s financial nutrition
They call you God, because why fucking not?
An undefeated streak is all you were taught
EXTENDED CHORUS
Everybody’s got one except me
Everybody’s got one except me
Too lazy for basic empathy
Everybody’s got one except me
Everybody’s jealous except you
Everybody’s jealous except you
Everything you say is true
Everybody’s jealous except you
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