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    Hello earthlings, (greetings!) your favorite alien's back
    I crashed my spaceship, but here's my plan of attack
    Sit back, relax while I talk a bunch of crap on this track
    Ah ah ah oh oh

    I'm sick of hatred, self righteous humans pretend
    That momma's basement is not the place that they live
    They stay up all night long, complaining on blogs
    Ah ah ah oh oh

    Right here, right now
    I'm gonna tell you how
    I could give a fuck what you're about
    You think you're cooler than me
    But you're not what you seem
    You're riding on my popularity
    All I'm saying is oh, don't come around here
    And act like you're my friend
    You keep on reeling me in and selling me out
    So I could give a fuck what you're about
    Right here, right now

    I hate the media and how they spin every word
    I killed a puppy, but I cuddled him first?
    And if you think that's bad you should know there is worse
    Ah ah ah oh oh

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    I'm not a bad guy, it's just my reputation is fucked
    But I'll embrace it, I got no other choice and it sucks
    If you don't think that's wrong, you're as dumb as this song
    Ah ah ah oh oh

    Right here, right now
    I'm gonna tell you how
    I could give a fuck what you're about
    You think you're cooler than me
    But you're not what you seem
    You're riding on my popularity
    All I'm saying is oh, don't come around here
    And act like you're my friend
    You keep on reeling me in and selling me out
    So I could give a fuck what you're about
    Right here, right

    Mother have your mercy 'cause the worst is yet to come
    Sorry that I'm emo in the middle of the song
    We are tragically meant to be
    Mother have your mercy 'cause the worst is yet to come

    Ahh, does ronnie radke have to smack a bitch?
    Too soon?

    Right here, right now
    I'm gonna tell you how
    I could give a fuck what you're about
    You think you're cooler than me
    But you're not what you seem
    You're riding on my popularity
    All I'm saying is oh, don't come around here
    And act like you're my friend
    You keep on reeling me in and selling me out
    So I could give a fuck what you're about
    Right here, right now

    (Tragically meant to be)
    Right here, right now
    (Tragically meant to be)
    Right here, right now

    Get off of the internet and make some fucking friends

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