Letra de My Enemies
I sit and concentrate, and try hard not to hate my enemies I try to picture them dressed up as furry little bunnies But when I look into their glass eyes I can see they're cold and hard and pinkHopping 'round, hopping on their two legs Cute little legs, hopping around andI think of dictators who were known to have been especial brutes And I try to picture them gathered together in their bathing suits But when I look down at their bodies I can see they're warm and soft and pinkStanding around, standing on their two legs Two little legs, standing around andI try to meditate, control my hate just like I know I should But I can't help myself, and I keep it up because it feels so good But when I look down at my belly I can see it's pink and soft and weakKneeling down, kneeling on my two legs Two skinny legs, I'm kneeling down and