The Higher Ground

There is nothing more that you can say All that I want from you is to go away So much so that I don't know what to do today... All I can say is that you are in the way... You seem to think that you walk Up on The High Ground So let me tell you something So you come crumbing right back down The words that you use on me Do not affect my mind Why do you even try? You're not a Bitch, but An Evil Witch Let the Spell Book Die You're lost like everyone else The memories you hang On a shelf will burn At the end of the times How do you like these rhymes? You seem to think that you walk Up on The High Ground So let me tell you something So you come crumbing right back down The words that you use on me Do not affect my mind Why do you even try? You're not a Bitch, but An Evil Witch Let the Spell Book Die! You seem to think that you walk Up on The High Ground So let me tell you something So you come crumbing right back down The words that you use on me Do not affect my mind Why do you even try? You're not a Bitch, but An Evil Witch Let the Spell Book Die!