I'm sick of you.
I though you should know that.
By the way I think you knew that already.
Those charlatans and two faced fellows,
hypocrites and raconteurs, I think we deserve a better kind of people,
Your the vile ugliness that wears its artifice with its pride.
Those who work hard, day and night
those noble people who wear their lives out trying to make
a buck to live on. We deserve better.
I'm sick of you, and you know who you are.
All of you who wear those fake smiles, perhaps to hide
the ugliness that lies beneath.
Sep 14, 2012
Sep 14, 2012 at 12:19 PM UTC
I'm sick of you.
I though you should know that.
By the way I think you knew that already.
Those charlatans and two faced fellows,
hypocrites and raconteurs, I think we deserve a better kind of people,
Your the vile ugliness that wears its artifice with its pride.
Those who work hard, day and night
those noble people who wear their lives out trying to make
a buck to live on. We deserve better.
I'm sick of you, and you know who you are.
All of you who wear those fake smiles, perhaps to hide
the ugliness that lies beneath.