Bully

twinkle twinkle little stars
I can see all your scars
you may look shiny over there
but I can tell that you don't care
haters come and haters go
but your more like a bully
without a life though
you may think that it's okay
to walk around and be mean all day
the one that you just called fat
has been fighting anorexia to stay like that
she heard the word that you said
and she went home and hung her head
bully bully in this place
your nothing more than a childish face
now we lay her down to sleep
because you had to be the big bad sheep
now look at her face and see what she done
this is what she did with her fathers gun.

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