I got this thorn in my side I try but I can't get it out
Been killing me for years gone by a miserable painful bout
No matter how hard and long I try to rip at it it stays
Buried deep inside my side enduring every day
Thorn in my side
I've picked the scab a trying way a painful means to amend
Rid myself from the anguish torment that I must end
I've lived this way for years but now I gotta move on
An oozing sore needs tending to just like the thorn I adorn
Misused abused accused confused
I'm sick and tired of backwards views my soul's too tired
All black and bruised
