| I want you to stop,
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| to sit & think,
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| of all the times you tried to steal from me,
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| ride my coat tails, use my name,
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| your smiles exposed all your fangs,
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| your forked tongue is always running,
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| spilling from your mouth,
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| I suggest you bind it up & keep it,
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| keep it to yourself.
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| You make me sick,
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| just go away,
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| I’m exposing all of your fangs.
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| Your tongue is poisoning,
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| You serpent, you snake,
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| You make me sick.
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| The apple in your mouth,
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| comes from the riches made from me.
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| Keep it, eat it, have your fill,
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| I hope you’re choking.
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| Like a snake with my foot on your head,
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| don’t want you dead, need you alive,
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| to feel every moment when I crush it.
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| You disgust me.
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| You make me sick,
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| just go away,
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| I’m exposing all of your fangs.
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| Your tongue is poisoning.
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| Feeding on the weak,
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| you serpent, you snake,
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| You make me sick.
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| I’m nauseous, you’re wretched,
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| with false power you’ve gone mad,
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| unhinged & disgusting.
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| I’m nauseous, you’re wretched,
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| with false power you’ve gone mad,
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| unhinged & disgusting,
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| you’re gruesome, & you’re grim.
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| All you do is make me feel exactly what you are,
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| all you do is make me feel exactly what you are,
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| You make me sick.
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| You serpent,
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| you lying snake,
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| you make me sick. |