Rumour has it I played the part, I played the field. I cheated. The streets are talking. It’s all over town. Yep, I’m the talk of the town. The gossip’s hot. Rumours fly the lie, no explanation why. My dirty secret is out, so the whispers say. So I’ve heard. While the vicious wheel turns it means others might get a rest.
Hey Troll squad, listen loud, listen close. Pop your head above the parapet where you keyboard warriors sit and snipe. You’re the bottom of the barrel. Gutter level . The worst of shallow of mind, it’s rebellion time. So I’ll pay back in kind, to that cowardly heart with a chicken mind. You are yellow. A scaredy cat. The Spineless type. Faint of heart. ‘Fraid to fight. Yer empty headed. No dreams left. Lost and alone. Nothing to show. Zero in life. No hope left. Life’s gone dark yer life’s a mess.
So to the lowest of the low those ass feeders, hiding in the shadows. Dead last at school. Who hide behind false identities to hide the real you. Your Twisted thoughts. Broken mind. Try the Loony bin, Psycho ward, yep it’s the Crazy farm for you. That place of no purpose, there I’ve given you a clue. Sadness sanctuary where Tears fall free, you’d love it you’ll see. In amongst your own, as happy as Larry, Barry, or whatever name you checked yourselves in.
Hey Troll squad, listen loud, listen close. Pop your head above the parapet where you keyboard warriors sit and snipe. You’re the bottom of the barrel. Gutter level . The worst of shallow of mind. It’s rebellion time. So I’ll pay back in kind, to that cowardly heart with a Chicken mind. You are yellow. A scaredy cat. The Spineless type. Faint of heart. ‘Fraid to fight. Yer empty headed. No dreams left. Lost and alone. Nothing to show. Zero in life. No hope left. Life’s gone dark. Yer life’s a mess.
Rumour has it, so I hear, the psychiatrist is having an affair, you should know, you started it. You started the flame, you’ll be there for years, with only you to blame.
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