Inspired by:
You pride yourself on being rather shrewd
And yet you never show me gratitude
I'm sick and tired of playing your dumb game
I'm hurt and you're the one to blame
Chorus: I just wanna will it away
But even now, you taunt me still
You pretend to think it's okay
That I'm the one that holds your quill
I hope when you think about the things you say
That you know you need me; I don't need you
And you knew not to shoot your messenger
(Well, if you didn't, then now you do)
Chorus
Message to H8_Seed: I must thank you for giving me permission to write this, but all in all, I'm thankful that you composed this awesome piece. In fact, I have to thank all the bronies out there for their effort in making this community SO AWESOME!
Yes, this could be considered a somewhat sequel of Crimson Brass’ story. You really know how to fuck things up, don’t you, Twilight?
For a story written before Secret of My Excess, this turned out very nice.