villain

bastards are around. way too many smiling bastards. bastards here. bastards there. that you call a friend, you could call a bastard.

the absurdity of life.

it brings twist and it brings turn. oh the winding road. head spins. head chops. head fell off.
but when the mind clears.
oooouuuuch. damn truth.

too many smiling bastards.
funny, i used to be one.
one bastard goes another replaces.

so i shall pray
not to be sent any more bastards this way.

SHERI