Hello, you
Yes, you
Go to hell
In there you're well
Here's a finger
hope this lingers
For a person like you
destroying mood, all you do
Talk behind
like a coward blind
say small talks
trashing and stalks
Have you seen the trash can?
Oh, over there you stand
Say it one more time
Your breathe smells like swine
Go to hell
In there you're well
Goodbye to you
Yes, you
In life, we are blessed with trash by God. We accept and love them before they spit upon us like a coward beast. We have the freedom to say goodbye. The best part of goodbyes is when you have to give the finger up. :)
