bitching, beware
So, I hate today.
And just for today I hate everyone who is the reason for that.
I hate these mistaken identities, cause I can't forget.
I really don't like the Chik-fil-A slogan or the USA slogan.
Characters are not welcome; I'm sick of them.
So here goes the rage, one by one, maybe tomorrow I'll be done.
'Cause everyone seems to love the smiling, pretty blonde bitch
Who sits there dumb and throws no fits.
I can't figure out who I was and what that means so possibly
It's who I'm gonna be that is at peace.
So fuck y'all hatas, what don't kill me make me stronger
And at least I loved with every breath
So that'll be on your conscience at your death
And just for today I hate everyone who is the reason for that.
I hate these mistaken identities, cause I can't forget.
I really don't like the Chik-fil-A slogan or the USA slogan.
Characters are not welcome; I'm sick of them.
So here goes the rage, one by one, maybe tomorrow I'll be done.
'Cause everyone seems to love the smiling, pretty blonde bitch
Who sits there dumb and throws no fits.
I can't figure out who I was and what that means so possibly
It's who I'm gonna be that is at peace.
So fuck y'all hatas, what don't kill me make me stronger
And at least I loved with every breath
So that'll be on your conscience at your death