I was standing there when you fell,
And I could smell your fear.
I was writing words all the time,
A little rhyme, you'll hear.
They say you're such a little worm,
They love to watch you squirm,
They can't help that you're a germ.
f*ck my friends!
She was f*cking everything in sight,
Spent your nights in hell.
Little things were filling her with hate,
You set the date, for me.
They say you're such a little worm,
They love to watch you squirm,
They can't help that you're a germ.
f*ck my friends!