Thorn In My Side

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.