"Maybe I'm psycho, maybe you're right though
They said that 'bout Warhol, they said it 'bout Michael
Or maybe you're all wrong, maybe you're spiteful
I'm just a better me, it's like I'm recycled
If they never loved themselves, how could they like you?
I see how they judgin' you, don't let 'em indite you
They constantly killin' you, don't even give life to
Jesus had haters, and most were disciples"
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