So you’ve fallen and you can’t get up well that is a shame.
I didn’t think that you were so motherfucking lame.
You bitched and yelled and spat and screamed at the things I said.
Twisting the things you heard – in your head.
I can almost see the vitriol it drips off your tongue.
I always said that crossing me would never be fun.
You looking more pathetic with every passing day.
Row your boat on the ocean grey.
vitriol is a great word…comes form alchemy…nicely written, dude
Thank you so much!