Tell me
What do you think about at night
(I won't tell a soul)
Pathetic and feeble is your middle name
I’ll attack you like a lion in search of its prey
Subtlety is surely not my specialty
Pussy-out is positively your expertise
"Would you like another?"
Why yes, certainly
Anything to sustain your disdainful appetite
Such a large man
But where are your balls?
Hmm...i guess they
d i s a p p e a r e d
Who gave you permission
To invade my demeanor
You’re an Intrusion
You’re depleting right before me
The pulpit that stands your ground is being
Desecrated by the ones you turned your back on
Do you lead or follow (or fall behind?…)
What a lonely soul who has played one too many games
You lose
KEAL OVER!
© 2008 Soulwax
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