Weakling - Tad

I know you

I watch you

You don’t know me

I’m the weakling

I’m ninety-seven pounds

There’s four of you

I’ll think circles 'round you

I’ll take on all of you

Come on!

One at a time

You all hated me

You wouldn’t be my friend

Though we were the same

I’m a weakling

Nobody calls me that

I’m no weakling

Don’t ever call me that

Chicken spit

Chicken spit

Chicken spit

Chicken spit

Can’t shake that shadow loose

Crow comes home to roost

To let the wolves loose