Niall wish God didn't hate gays
Its all he hears these days
How gays always go to hell
So the devil can hurt and yell
Niall already feels like his life is dead
Its all that go through his head
No one will ever love him
Words tear him apart limp by limp
He wish everything would all stop
And his worries washed away by a mop
But sadly not everyone gets what they want
For everyday their words choose him to haunt
