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Rachel McIntyre Smith
Rachel McIntyre Smith
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Nose turned up at your roots Cause you trip on them in your new boots But they don't even fit you right Now you're struttin' through the grocery store Proud you don't know where the stuff is anymore But don't worry we don't care what path you took We all unfriended you on facebook Goodbye Miss Highfalutin Your bad vibes are pollutin' This air I'm trying to breathe So don't bother coming home You've already made your bed And this tiny town is too small for your big head Well it takes a dirty bird to mess in its own nest But BS is what you're known for best And it looks like you haven't changed Now it seems like your pedestal's a little too high It'll be the first place that lightning will strike But maybe that will bring you down a few pegs Cause this may be a small town with a small population But our brains exceed your delusional imagination Goodbye Miss Highfalutin Your bad vibes are pollutin' This air I'm trying to breathe So don't bother coming home You've already made your bed And this tiny town is too small for your big head And I hope you find your happy place And I hope that's far away from my face Oh I hope you really find what you're looking for And I hope you never come knockin' at my door Cause I'd just tell you Goodbye Miss Highfalutin Your bad vibes are pollutin' This air I'm trying to breathe So don't bother coming home You've already made your bed And this tiny town is too small for your big head Your big head
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