I had a friends who was so full of himself
he talked about how perfect he was
how everyone else in this world is shit
you'll see him with his shitty bmx bike with his shitty next reds ciggerrette
and i did agree with him ofcourse that people are insane until,
until
he gave me a place to stay
and demanded for me to pay.
until
he came after me to force me to look for a job
and i coudlnt find any, till i sob
but i swear it's not my fault
until
he made friends with our enemy
and had sisha and pictures together
everytime i'm out with my friends
still looking as happy as ever
like as if this world is a big bubbly giant bubble
i was trying to hide...my sadness inside
trying not to think of all this awful things
i felt that everything was against me.
wait, everything was against me
so i recieved a text from my onced friend
yada yada mom yada yada blame me yada yada fuck off bitch
ouch, yeah so you see they've put the blame on me
mom and son teamed up on me. i felt i was in a game of tag.
son said "you leave the flat in a fucking mess and you try telling my mum it was me"
and his mom said "you are not getting my number, stop making up shit about my son
you've caused enough friction in this household
now it's time for you to be someone elses problem
call my son once you have my $900.
excuse me, i get nothing making up shit about your son.
and No, you don’t deserve to have your name in this fucked up song
cus i didnt wanna start this anyway but because of you little shit stirrer
i'm angry and you're just another one of those wankers
who deserves to get fucked by your mom.
6.11.2009
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