Behind the cell
Is another story
Charge it and use it
Get the number of a victim
Change the Sim and pretend its u
Send the copy to their phone with a threat
Crush their soul
Then continue with more evil
With horoscopes of gossip
Unreal and unjust
Spread gossip fast at one button
Sadistic and cheap only with special offers
The cries you laugh at
The pain you ignore
You watch her walking down the hall her lips and eyes shaking
Her eyes streaming tears
All you can do is laugh
Her face stained in agony and acidic tears of melancholy
