I hate myself. . .
I hate myself so I will do everything in my power
to make you hare yourself, too
I will tell you you are a worthless piece of garbage
but in fact it's me that's garbage
I will tell you that your hard work is meaningless
I will tell you that your problems are petty
I will beat you down so badly
that there will be nothing pure left over
And when that happens. . .
I'll crush you one more time
to make sure it doesn't come back
Back to the barn