Ah-oh
Ah-oh

[Verse 1: Max Bemis]
Some say I've lost my touch at crafting Say Anything songs
I suppose I'll let you take my place on stage
It's not a difficult job to supplant, young one
And you're twice as insightful at half my age
Just string together lines of smug, self-loathing bile
Bare the chip, your shoulder holds the weight
Wield your aged thesaurus, bludgeon ignorance
Clutch the awkward fifteen pounds you've grown to hate

[Chorus 1: Max Bemis]
The truth is
One day, you will be greater than I
The truth is
One day, I will be eclipsed
The thought of it
Brings a warm smile to my face
Cos I've lived
And bled
For this

[Verse 2: Max Bemis & Christie DuPree]
So grapple with your sexual misconduct and
Your drug use in a blunt, acerbic verse
And grate your voice and make a choice to hibernate
It's the better half of us that live the worse
Maybe if you're lucky, you'll shed corporate ties
Out there on your own, no sealed income
With rejects and misfits for friends, no shot at fame
Simmering in the glow of the angels in your home
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