Those bloodsucking leeches with no life
All those knife-happy kindlers of strife
Like to jab you in the back and twist it
And afterward I don’t want to trust again and risk it
I always remind myself that everyone’s not like that
But how can I believe that when everyone is a rat
With rabies determined to poison everyone they meet
And as long as people have loose tongues I’ll keep killing this drumbeat
You live to breath about the life you don’t have
And if it wasn’t so devastatingly pathetic I’d laugh
But I guess zombies really do exist after all
Because you spit out lies and gossip to brawl
You may think that talking about others is a matter however small
But the victim of your venomous words should thrust you into a wall
Or if that’s wrong, that’s at least what you deserve
For being a half-live, half-dead, dry, boring, and crusty perv
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