Cornball Crushers

Yeah, this one’s for the hallway heroes

Big talk, small shoes

Let’s go

You rehearse that tough face in the mirror every morning Still look

like a group chat nobody’s answering Passing out opinions like you’re handing

out degrees But your whole personality came with a free trial,

please You point and laugh,

I let the scoreboard talk I’m building up a future while you’re

stalking my walk You travel in a pack ’cause alone you get

shy That’s not a crew,

that’s a meeting where the confidence died (haha)

You want a reaction,

here’s a tiny applause (clap clap) For the loudest little critics with

the weakest punchlines

Bully, bully, what a boring little brand Same joke,

same pose, same imaginary fans Bully,

bully, better find a new routine You’re background noise with a very

loud self-esteem I’m up,

you’re stuck, that’s the difference in the scene

Bully, bully, now you’re boosting my esteem

You call me names like you invented the alphabet Your insults need

a map and still ain’t made it anywhere yet Talk behind my

back, then forget what you said I keep receipts,

you keep excuses in your head

You act like every hallway is your personal stage But the only

thing you’re leading is a parade of bad taste I’m not pressed,

I’m impressed by the dedication Imagine spending all day on my free

promotion (unbelievable)

You want a reaction,

here’s a tiny applause (applause) For the kings and queens of making

nothing at all

Maybe try kindness, it’s a wild new look Maybe read a book,

maybe learn a new hook If confidence is real,

it doesn’t need a disguise And people who are winning don’t need

targets to feel high

Bully, bully, curtain call,

take a bow All that noise and nobody remembers you now Bully,

bully, I’m the headline,

you’re the meme You tried to make me smaller,

made me bigger on the scene I’m up,

you’re stuck, go rewrite your little theme Bully,

bully, thanks for boosting my esteem

Same hallway,

new level

You

can keep the drama I’ll keep the better punchlines