A Body To Be Stepped Over
You know what I’ve been thinking of?
I wanna crush a skull
You told me life meant something
But, I found out it was a scam
I was taught to be kind
Give everyone a chance
I get the shaft every time
When my guard goes down
The only time I made out
Was when I deceived someone
Little babies beware of this
Shun anyone that makes you sad
Because they wanna control your ass
They say be civil, be true
That makes you a loser
Claw your way to the top
Nobody really cares about you
You’re an obstacle
A body to be stepped over
© Copyrights G. Jones 2007
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