Thing Evil

Hear me say...

One more

Chance to believe in

That you can even the score

One more

Place at the table

Always room for one more

Room for one more

Thing evil, is that just your normal gig

Fueled by hatred, happy as a stuffed pig

You're so lonely, everyone around you reeks

Of indifference, thriving in their apathy

Your schism, my distress

Your failure is my success

Squeezed out, kept me down

What goes around comes around

I can wait you out

Patience is my virtue

Call it payback, call it proper grounds

What goes around always comes around, always comes around

KiB KiRi