Self Loathe
Self Loathe
'Self loathe', they say,
Would take you away
But I know the way
And for the time being, I want to be away.
Fear of poisoning them all
With my dirty tricks and my deceiving smile
I am just as bad as a scheming blondie tall
For, I scheme like the endless water of the river Nile
When I'm crying and hurt
I'm not myself but a bad naughty flirt
And I laugh when they call me dirt
I do not care; I'm indeed a dirt