Grudge کے بول

Think you're such a blessing? You're a curse About as fun as drivin' a hearse With balloons tied to every door Claiming it's just a metaphor Talking big like you think you're Goliath Every word is rocket science Think you're smarter, you're so adored Everybody likes you more Your ego's the size of a small continent With a side of delusion, misplaced confidence Can't grit my teeth, can’t hold my tongue Pretend that you’re the chosen one Can’t say that I don’t hate your guts But I can always hold a Grudge Grudge, 'udge Grudge Grudge, 'udge The emperor is naked, can't you see? It's all the rage, I can't believe Hope you fall off your high horse And it sues you for a hostile work environment You're a tyrant It'd be best if you'd accept early retirement It's violent, your entitlement Like, who made you the king and can we fire them? Your ego's the size of a small continent How are you still so incompetent? Can't grit my teeth, can’t hold my tongue Pretend that you’re the chosen one Can’t say that I don’t hate your guts But I can always hold a grudge Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah I can always hold a Grudge Grudge, 'udge Grudge Grudge, 'udge (Grit my teeth, can't hold my tongue) Grudge, 'udge-- (Say that I don't hate your guts, but--) Grudge, udge--