Bully

Please, I’m begging you don’t do this.
I don’t want this, please.
Please, don’t think I give a squirt of piss
About how you release.
I couldn’t give less of a shit about you,
I hope you die.
I wanna strangle you until you go blue,
And watch the life leave your eyes.
You sit and toque your blunt,
With both feet placed on the desk top.
You’re nothing but a cunt,
I hope your life flops.
I’d love to be the one to end you,
To see you take your last breath,
To see it all through,
And be the cause of your death.
I can’t wait to plunge a knife into your side,
Be the karma for when you would “misbehave.”
So night night, time to die,
I’ll be at the funeral, spitting on your grave.