Your feeble mind
It twists your words up, intertwined
You lie like its the truth
Your an artist when it comes to being sleuth
You complain for a lack of communication
But you listen like the deaf
And lead like the blind
You can't understand
You got ****** up in the mind
You've got nothing else
To defend is all you have
Your absolutely empty
And its so disgustingly sad
Tricks and wicked games
Are the battles you choose to play
Its as if you woke up
Said, **** the world, I win today
But today is not your day to win
You can **** the world
But I've caught new wind
Listen up, I'll say it once
You can ***** the others
But I've found new stance
Feb 28, 2012
Feb 28, 2012 at 6:05 PM UTC
Your feeble mind
It twists your words up, intertwined
You lie like its the truth
Your an artist when it comes to being sleuth
You complain for a lack of communication
But you listen like the deaf
And lead like the blind
You can't understand
You got ****** up in the mind
You've got nothing else
To defend is all you have
Your absolutely empty
And its so disgustingly sad
Tricks and wicked games
Are the battles you choose to play
Its as if you woke up
Said, **** the world, I win today
But today is not your day to win
You can **** the world
But I've caught new wind
Listen up, I'll say it once
You can ***** the others
But I've found new stance
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