Thorn In My Side Quicksand

Thorn in, my side
And you live just to pull me down
Rusted, nail I stepped on
This infection

Thorn in my side
You're full
I think so
Of anger
You need to sit down
Stay down

The things you, want but don't get
Is that fair, I don't think so
A sure thing, you can count, on
A big depression

A thorn in my side
You're full
I think so
Of anger
You need to

Your praise, is two faced
And you're
You're cut down
My friend
Cut Down