Thoughts
Damn, you are so rude.
You talk down on me but never walked in my shoes.
And boy you are so so screwed.
I hate you, no really I do.
If there was a word that you could be, I know it's spelled with a B. I. T......
You know the rest, or should I spell what was next?
I can verify you are a pain in my neck.
You are a bad headache that I never forget.
But it's nothing new to you,
every day this is what you do.
You get on my nerves, you get under my skin,
hell you basicly win.
But lucky for you I only talk,
deep in my mind inside my thoughts.
You talk down on me but never walked in my shoes.
And boy you are so so screwed.
I hate you, no really I do.
If there was a word that you could be, I know it's spelled with a B. I. T......
You know the rest, or should I spell what was next?
I can verify you are a pain in my neck.
You are a bad headache that I never forget.
But it's nothing new to you,
every day this is what you do.
You get on my nerves, you get under my skin,
hell you basicly win.
But lucky for you I only talk,
deep in my mind inside my thoughts.
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