One day you'll hear me
singing on the radio,
a song that I wrote

for the lies you told.

Lights out this joke's on you!

Like a car crash right on cue

or a stuck trigger

and my bad mood
on the radio.


Call it in, get it on the air
Its "dance along" vs. "I don't care"
Heads up this joke's on you,

this next request comes from Chicago.

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One day you'll hear me singing on the radio,
a song that I wrote for the lies you told.
And when you hear me singing whoa-oh-oh,

consider this the bitterest goodbye... kiss mine!

Tune me in so I can call you out.

Turn it up, sing out loud...
these speakers know you well,
so you can hum along while you burn in hell


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I'm gonna dig your grave
with all the %#@! you say,
don't try to run away.


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