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There was this kid Meager in stature, abundant in whit Pushed him, they shoved him All of his life, he put up with it Started in grade school Beat up at recess, tripped in the halls Then there came high school Humiliated daily, had no friends at all Thought it was over when school was done But the torture had just begun It only got worse as he entered the world Repeatedly dumped on by every girl Taken all that he can take Like a pressure cooker, about to explode Mind is set on getting even Those fuckers will pay, revenge is his motto Violence,it just aint his thing Covert to him is more inspiring Cuts and bruises, they heal alot faster Then the wounds left by this bastard He started out with such innocence SongtexteHe turned into something more deviant Went from one extreme to another The extent of his evil makes me shudder Heres some insight on how he works Late night hang ups, itll drive you bezerk Sugar in gas tank,flatten your tires Crap in a brown bag and light it of fire Your credit card number,he finds in your trash Sends you subscriptions to gay porno mags Plotting,planning,scheming,coniving How to get his even without you knowing He started out with such innocence He turned into something more deviant Went from one extreme to another The extent of his evil makes me shudder Aus Songtexte Mania