This is not funny at all
you know your issues make me sick
you know I can't stand your games and your inventions
I told you a thousand times I hate your experiments
What's the white powder you put in my food
I know I'm not the first you kill with strychnine
This is not funny at all
over and over again you always come with the same
with the scissors tell me why you picked them
don't nail them in my eyes like to all your friends