Sticks & Stones (Disembodied)

Beaten into the ground Broken beyond all hope Buried in a shallow grave Those words that you said Pounded into my head And driven through... My thick skull Cross you fingers Hope to die Drive your needles Into my eyes Stab me in the back With your pitchfork tounge Look what you have done Over a cheap f**k Another tragic casualty One more digit Scribed in blood Cross you fingers Hope to die Drive your needles Into my eyes Piss on me Spit on me Shit on me Doesn't mean a f**k to me Sticks and stones May break my bones But your words will never hurt me Never hurt me