Push


There's a bully in my life, his name is Push,
Cursed with a serious attitude problem,
autumn is his favorite when nature calls
His mind statement is hatred,
while keeping a sacred love for the matrix in
which he makes his living off making others fall
There's a bully in my life, his name is Push,
we fight, he cheats, he never speaks
as I lay on this ground,
looking into his eyes I can tell he was deprived of love
He is impossible to defeat,
as you can see I always cry when Push comes to shove .

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