You are stuped lier, you’re [bad word] my brains
I’m fed up of stories about your aims
You save independence like [bad word] virginity
Your selfish is endless and longs to infinity

You are the same that I saw many times
At the first sight you are looking so nice
Soon after I begin to hesitate
Thirdly I just understand that I hate

Hideous Freek, go away from my life
Such guys like you have to hide and to die
And I’m sure that is why I am well
All of you, sweets, always go to [bad word]