Insecure, confrontation Story of your life Tortured soul, argumentative With words that cut like knives Constant need to have the upper hand You've got no problem speaking your mind But as you try and push your weight around Everybody in the place has you defined
You're not the center of attention It really tears you apart You've got intentions of the worst kind
Overaggressive, and belligerent Well you wear it with pride But your just a coward with a fearful disposition That you so desperately hide
You're not the center of attention It really tears you apart You've got intentions of the worst kind You only know intimidation You're just a coward at heart You've got intentions of the worst kindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.