Point your finger, three point back at you..
Whenever you accuse, you speak about you.
Say what you mean and hide it in innuendo's
and sell out harder than if you were Nintendo's
Be part of the system of influence to a higher degree..
Spit out the best gossip you can think about me.
Break down that wall that you've come to despise so
Say all those nasty things, just so I'll know..
Tell me you hate me and you hate what I've become..
Tell me you even hate the place I came to and from...
Tell me what you really have rattling around.
Tell me what you think about me 6 feet underground.
Point that finger and smack me around..
and push me one more step to 6 feet underground.

09/11/2003

Posted on 09/11/2003
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