Everytime you fly, I hope someone shoots you down
Everytime you walk, I hope you sink into the ground
Everytime you cry, I hope it burns through you
Everytime you're vicious, i hope it comes back to you
When the good times roll, I hope you get trampled
When the heat of hell comes, for you, I hope it's more than ample
When opportunity knocks, I hope it passes you up for me
When you're fucking, I hope you're feeling and seeing me
If you see me in the streets, walk on by
If you call for me on your deathbed, just die
If you have that urge to call me, remember there's animosity abound
If you figure all of me is still attracted to you, take a look around
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