Bully

[Rikochet]

Bony skin and greasy hair

I’m content with laughing,

you’re content with bringing dirt

closer to my mouth

 

I don’t complain, after all I’m weaker

Whiner maybe, definitely not a walker

Couldn’t walk away, or even hit back

The blue of bruised flesh is my new black

 

And you’re just a motherfucker with filthy teeth

There never was much to begin with.

 

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(οι bullies που λέγαμε...)