Thursday, August 18, 2011


You assume that I am weak
And brave enough to threaten me

Your verbal garbage makes me laugh
Because words are all you have

Blindly you’ve chosen to start a war
Lots of pain is what’s in store

You act as if you got me beat
Don’t judge a book cause looks deceive

Annoyed by your constant accusations
Soon you’ll need plenty of medication

Because your ass is talking shit
I’m forced to treat you like my bitch

So fucking tired of societal waste
Spreading ignorance throughout this place

If you think you stand a chance
You better pray that this ends fasts

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell

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