Thorn in, my side. And you live just to pull me down. Rusted, nail I stepped on. This infection. Thorn in my side. You抮e full, I think so, of anger. You need to sit down, stay down. The things you, want but don抰 get. Is that fair, I don抰 think so. A sure thing, you can count, on. A big depression. A thorn in my side. You抮e full, I think so, of anger. You need to. Your praise, is two faced, And you抮e, you抮e cut down, my friend. Cut Down. A thorn in my side, thorn in. A thorn in my side, thorn in.