Sticks & Stones

Beaten into the ground

Broken beyond all hope

Buried in a shallow grave

Those words that you said

Pounded into my head

And driven through...

My thick skull

Cross you fingers

Hope to die

Drive your needles

Into my eyes

Stab me in the back

With your pitchfork tounge

Look what you have done

Over a cheap f**k

Another tragic casualty

One more digit

Scribed in blood

Cross you fingers

Hope to die

Drive your needles

Into my eyes

Piss on me

Spit on me

Shit on me

Doesn't mean a f**k to me

Sticks and stones

May break my bones

But your words will never hurt me

Never hurt me