(Fire on Nemesia- The B*tch)
One day it will happen
I'll scratch your heart out
Make you eat dirt
Let you drown in your tears
One day it will happen
You'll feel my verbal fist in your face
You'll sweat with emotion
You'll panic with disgrace
B*tches are one in a million
Their breed is too few
Lucky you've got one right in the mirror
Staring right back at you
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