A bitter people,
Come together like birds of a feather...
To drop bitter fits and leave.
And bitter people,
Can not rest unless there's an opportunity...
To deposit their bitter,
Just for the credit.
A bitter people,
Come together like birds of a feather...
To drop bitter fits and leave.
And bitter people,
Can not rest unless there's an opportunity...
To deposit their grief,
As seeking-attention-getters.
A bitter people,
Come together like birds of a feather...
To drop bitter fits and leave.
And bitter people,
Can not rest unless there's an opportunity...
To deposit their bitterness for their pleasure.
And bitter people,
Can not rest unless there's an opportunity...
To deposit their bitterness for their pleasure.
With seeking to creep and do this better.
And bitter people,
Can not rest unless there's an opportunity...
To deposit their bitterness for their pleasure.
With seeking to creep and do this better.
And bitter people,
Can not rest unless there's an opportunity...
To deposit their bitterness for their pleasure.
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