Snakes and Ladders

(You suck!) Someone call a medic I need anaesthetic 'Cause I'm the latest victim of this modern epidemic And I know that I'm pathetic Maybe it's genetic If hate was made of metal, then I guess I'd be magnetic Build up your status and slide back all the way Like snakes and ladders, there's no winning this game So keep your heart on your sleeve, speak freely And embrace the hate, 'cause it's feeding the flame, feeding the flame Feeding the flame And you don't need cosmetics To edit your aesthetic The wise ones say there's more to life than being photogenic Push it to the limit You can't break my spirit No one else can bring me down when I'm my own harshest critic Build up your status and slide back all the way Like snakes and ladders, there's no winning this game So keep your heart on your sleeve, speak freely And embrace the hate, 'cause it's feeding the flame, feeding the flame Feeding the flame Embrace the hate, feed the flame Embrace the hate, feed the flame Yeah Embrace the hate Build up your status and slide back all the way Like snakes and ladders, there's no winning this game So keep your heart on your sleeve, speak freely And embrace the hate, 'cause it's feeding, feeding the flame Feeding the flame Embrace the hate, feed the flame Embrace the hate, feed the flame