People are always sure about their opinions towards you
They will judge and say stuff’ about which they don’t have a clue
They’ll say your heart and your brain are wrong pair
You don’t belong here
Pack your filthiness and go
You should’ve die some long times ago
You’re really good before; but now you lack manner
They’ll try to tear you down; and burn-out the whole banner
Give you some whacky name; but all that did not matter
They are just a stepping stone; a ladder to help you step on the next ladder
I’m a new man now and I’ve edit all da flaws
The kid you order around doesn’t exist anymore
Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 6:22 PM UTC
People are always sure about their opinions towards you
They will judge and say stuff’ about which they don’t have a clue
They’ll say your heart and your brain are wrong pair
You don’t belong here
Pack your filthiness and go
You should’ve die some long times ago
You’re really good before; but now you lack manner
They’ll try to tear you down; and burn-out the whole banner
Give you some whacky name; but all that did not matter
They are just a stepping stone; a ladder to help you step on the next ladder
I’m a new man now and I’ve edit all da flaws
The kid you order around doesn’t exist anymore
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