I Hate You
You were just a waste of sperm
The way you look
Makes my stomach turn
The way you think
Is no way at all
God you really think you have balls
I hate you aint it true
I hate you and everything you do
You walk around like a fucking dick
And everytime youre near
You know I get real sick
Youre so stupid
Theres nothing in your head
God how I wish that you were dead
I hate you aint it true
I hate you and everything you do
The way you look
Makes my stomach turn
The way you think
Is no way at all
God you really think you have balls
I hate you aint it true
I hate you and everything you do
You walk around like a fucking dick
And everytime youre near
You know I get real sick
Youre so stupid
Theres nothing in your head
God how I wish that you were dead
I hate you aint it true
I hate you and everything you do
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Bleeding_Tears: | Zaterdag, januari 19, 2008 20:15 |
| (dit is een liedje van Slayer) | |
| zanne: | Donderdag, oktober 25, 2007 21:48 |
| wow pittig | |
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| Auteur: Bleeding_Tears | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 oktober 2007 | ||
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