Lyrics:

I must be way out your range
But when I aim it, I'ma shoot
Got a .762-sized gauge
With your name on it
So don't you ever get confused, I remember when you loaded my brain
It still aches from it
And when you caught me out the blue, every color that I saw turned gray
And it all still fades
Oh, you're such a
Such a (Sick bastard)
You're such a bastard
Treat me like a bastard
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