World War Four Bubblehead
Twisted sick and bitter,
I should have known better.
Blistered sickened skin,
the karma got in.
Guilty, plead guilty
its such a selfish crime
You think that you know better,
god it kills me every time
She got no right
She got no need
No agenda
Just her greed
Time will tell and
its just as well
I believe in justice
I believe in hell
And you're broken
a martyr
you'd never understand
And you're wasted
and ruined
like a sacrificial lamb.
