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