Words hurt me
Don't my friends see?
Words are big
They are dirty as a pig
I encounter them quite often
Then my soul begins to soften
All the words run in
Hit me hard as a pin
The jab me
With a tip
They cut me
With their lip
I die from words
I die from words...
Words
Words hurt me
Don't my friends see?
Words are big
They are dirty as a pig
I encounter them quite often
Then my soul begins to soften
All the words run in
Hit me hard as a pin
The jab me
With a tip
They cut me
With their lip
I die from words
I die from words...