It's time to put on your game face
Your happy face
Your if you weren't just who you are
I'd tear out your beady eyeballs face,
'Cause it won't be my face covered in mace.
It's time to use your indoor voice
Your quiet voice
Your what the hell was your mother thinking
Why didn't she just abort you voice,
'Cause I'd give my voice to give her the choice.
And after all the work is done
The quiet ones have all the fun.
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