8 Billion And 1

I wish every finger on my hand
Could be the middle one when I see you
But 10's not enough
No, ya know it's tough
To describe the awful things you make me wanna do

You're a thorn
In my side
A single prick from you almost ruined
My whole damn life
Wear a crown
Made of lies (I hope the worst for you)

Pray your problems multiply
I've stopped caring what you think of me
Wish you would crawl into a hole and die
If I saw you with nails pierced through your hands
I'd leave ya hangin, let you be crucified

You're a strain
To my eyes
And I can't see clear
From this fuckin stye
You're a bitch
So goodbye (I hope the worst for you)

Pray your problems multiply
You say you're one in 8 billion
Who's 8 billion and one
Cause I'd rather search for them the rest of my life, than have to settle for you
And all the awful shit
Awful shit, awful shit, awful shit, awful shit (Goddammit it)
Awful shit you've done



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