Leech

Sycophant, I'm fucking sick of it You pat my back until I've had enough of it How would you hate to be exposed Shame that everybody knows Agony accompanies every little thing you do Honestly I don't wanna be anywhere next to you Misery loves company but that ain't me Leech, I see your a leech Hanging on my heels since the walking disease On my back while I fight to the top Then you get off at your own stop Agony accompanies every little thing you do Honestly I don't wanna be anywhere next to you