IRC-Galleria

You're a fuckin' coke head slut I hope you fuckin' die,
I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye,
I hate your fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut I hope you die
But please don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad,
It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cuz I want you back,
It's just that when I think of you it makes me wanna yack
But what else can I do, I haven't got a clue,
Now I guess I just move on, I have no choice but to,
But everytime I think of you now all I wanna do
Is puke