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Honestly sometimes I want to
Punch you In the face
Every time you come around
My blood boils I'm enraged
Do you listen to the lies
That spew from your fucking throat
I want to grab it slit it twice
then sew it back together
I'm sorry love that may have
Sounded just a tad bit harsh
But that's how my mind feels
It's like you're tearing it apart
You say you love me but sometimes
I feel you really don't
I'm sick of all you're bullshit
I'm confused you dumb asshole
You give me such a headache
With your stupid ignorance
I'm tired of all the racism
And judgmental comments
You call yourself a christian
Who the hell made that a fact
You say God don't like ugly?
Well he sure don't like your ass
I'm so over it I'm done
I can't take this shit anymore
If I had another place to go
I'd storm right out that door
Your sad excuse for parenting
Has bit you in the ass
Don't take it out on me bitch
I can't change the fucking past
I try to make you happy
And get no respect at all
So I'm fed up I'm done trying
Now you can lick my balls
You're such a terrible mother
So bad that you should be stoned
I hope you live a healthy life
But you're living it alone.
Punch you In the face
Every time you come around
My blood boils I'm enraged
Do you listen to the lies
That spew from your fucking throat
I want to grab it slit it twice
then sew it back together
I'm sorry love that may have
Sounded just a tad bit harsh
But that's how my mind feels
It's like you're tearing it apart
You say you love me but sometimes
I feel you really don't
I'm sick of all you're bullshit
I'm confused you dumb asshole
You give me such a headache
With your stupid ignorance
I'm tired of all the racism
And judgmental comments
You call yourself a christian
Who the hell made that a fact
You say God don't like ugly?
Well he sure don't like your ass
I'm so over it I'm done
I can't take this shit anymore
If I had another place to go
I'd storm right out that door
Your sad excuse for parenting
Has bit you in the ass
Don't take it out on me bitch
I can't change the fucking past
I try to make you happy
And get no respect at all
So I'm fed up I'm done trying
Now you can lick my balls
You're such a terrible mother
So bad that you should be stoned
I hope you live a healthy life
But you're living it alone.
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