That place. That you can like
But I can hate
I hate it in the middle
The rulers give so much to ask
And we are in a pickle
There are people who are rude
And people who cause you stress
And there’s nothing you can do about it
Or else they will beat you and pound you with hateful spit , in a mess
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 11:54 PM UTC
That place. That you can like
But I can hate
I hate it in the middle
The rulers give so much to ask
And we are in a pickle
There are people who are rude
And people who cause you stress
And there’s nothing you can do about it
Or else they will beat you and pound you with hateful spit , in a mess
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