Sticks and stones may break my bones,
And belts in arcs may leave their mark,
But tell me what I'm to be,
And I'll start dying slowly.
~[Insert this account's name here]
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
And belts in arcs may leave their mark,
But tell me what I'm to be,
And I'll start dying slowly.
~[Insert this account's name here]