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They pretend that they like you
They even offer to advise you
But what they are really doing
Is sewing a seed of discord around you
They are trying to estrange you
From the people who really love you
They do not really love you
Their sole mission is to destroy you
Their own lives are disgraceful
But they‘d rather make an example of you
Turn all the attention on you
So that others make a meal of you


They are the preachers and the messiahs
Nothing good to offer, nothing good to say
One wrong step and they jubilate
Sooner you’re done with them the closer you are to freedom


They engage in hearsay about you
And they turn around to tell you
What good person who loves you
Would say things they know would hurt you
When they know full well that its counterproductive
But its because they delight in upsetting you
Would pay any price to spite you
Take pleasure in seeing that you
Rely on them whenever you choose
Catch you in the wicked web they spun
To celebrate your initiation
I don’t want to have to be sorry for you
So please before its too late do yourself some good
Be rid of these people who don’t love you
And focus your attention on those you should

Lend a listening ear when you need one
Yet they lend the same ears to the ones that hurt you
Patronise, says its ok when its not
And they stick a knife in you while turning it[/b]


….23 June 06