Lost king of cause

You think you're a lost cause
When you haven't got a clue
You got nothing on me
I'm the lost king of cause

Wake up in the morning
Knowing you caused thousands pain
And still be able to smile
Without a care in the world

Knowing how many eyes full of hate
Are trying to burn into your skin
And despite all that
You can chuckle and still feel cold

People wishing they can put a bullet in your chest
And rid themselves of this evil
But the bullet goes through and through
And you don't even flinch

No heart there
So take your best shot
You try again and again
Close range won't make any difference

Like I said before kid
You speak a phrase and do not know its meaning
That's why they call me king
Call me when you got an idea

p.s just had to write this made too much sense
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