Twelve Step Hammer Program

Bring it on

I've got your life when I've got your fear

I'll give you all what you want to hear

You've got me figured out so perfect

I'm on the couch lying to your face

Just to see what you can cut and paste

Of my life on your next banner

Wait, I'm not finished with you yet

Race, run frantic, eating from my hand

Come on

Scrape your knees to the finish line

The weak get pulled and you're left behind

You think you know me, feel the comfort

The rug gets swiped and you've fallen down

So many times that you have kissed the ground

Just for a piece of fact or fiction

Wait, I'm not finished with you yet

Race, run frantic, eating from my hand

Come on

Consider yourself the punchline in my new gag

Thank you very much, you've given all of us

A fantastic laugh

Bring it on

Nose to nose and toe to toe

Tell me everything you know

Or is everything for show

Tabloid garbage in your fangs

Suck and you'll be duped again

I get the last laugh in the end