Thorn in, my side.
And you live just to pull me down.
Rusted, nail I stepped on.
This infection.Thorn in my side.
you're full,
I think so,
of anger.
You need to sit down,
stay down.
The things you, want but don't get.
Is that fair, I don't think so.
A sure thing, you can count, on.
A big depression.A thorn in my side.
you're full,
I think so,
of anger.
You need to.
Your praise, is two faced,
And youre,
you're cut down,
my friend.
Cut Down.(One, two, three, four by Sergio Vega)A thorn in my side, thorn in.
A thorn in my side, thorn in.
