I don't like you.
There I said it
To be civil you'd have to be
Something a little more humane
But your like a demon on the hunt
And I'm feeling like a slayer
I can't stand you
You cause damage
Create lies
Tear apart and try to destory others happiness
You shall no longer invade me
I am now hunting you
I am rising above the status of prey
Get ready to be slayed!
May 2, 2013
May 2, 2013 at 1:48 PM UTC
I don't like you.
There I said it
To be civil you'd have to be
Something a little more humane
But your like a demon on the hunt
And I'm feeling like a slayer
I can't stand you
You cause damage
Create lies
Tear apart and try to destory others happiness
You shall no longer invade me
I am now hunting you
I am rising above the status of prey
Get ready to be slayed!
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