You burn me with your poisoned tongue
Your vicious bile you spill
The hatred pours from every spore
Hating people at your will
Who gives you the right to stand so tall
Who gave the right to judge
What made you such a bitter cow
The right to hold a grudge
What makes you think I give a ****
About the thing's you say
I'll just hold my head up high
And simply walk away
Dec 10, 2010
Dec 10, 2010 at 4:06 AM UTC
You burn me with your poisoned tongue
Your vicious bile you spill
The hatred pours from every spore
Hating people at your will
Who gives you the right to stand so tall
Who gave the right to judge
What made you such a bitter cow
The right to hold a grudge
What makes you think I give a ****
About the thing's you say
I'll just hold my head up high
And simply walk away
Michelle Quick copyright 2010