Graham Coxon - Song for the sick

Didn't take you long boy
To stop from being a friend
I hope you hear this song boy
Cos I want your life to end
And as I lie awake now,
Crying and bereaving,
I guess you're happy somehow
Cause you made me stop believing

Die Taylor die
You ain't no friend of mine
You're a scum-sucking shitty guy
So die Taylor die

You stabbed me in the back
You're lower than a snake
Your brains are in your sac
You two faced fucking fake
You haven't even tried
To tell me how it feels
I guess that's just your style
To you it ain't no big deal Die Taylor die
You ain't no friend of mine
You're a scum-sucking shitty guy
So die Taylor die

Did you ever think
You'd get away with it
Your attitude just stinks
You cowardly little shit
Consider this a spell
And watch where you tread
And I'll see you in hell
I'll be laughing cause you're dead

Die Taylor die
You ain't no friend of mine
You're a scum-sucking shitty guy
So die Taylor die

Die Taylor die
You ain't no friend of mine
You're a scum sucking shitty guy
So die Taylor die