You're All Full Of Shit

Constipated lies
Sugar coated smiles
Dick-less wonders
Thought I could run with it
But I'd be knee deep in
[regurgitated] bile

Hmm..

Tastes like your pride
That's overdue for a throat fucking
Choke on your own raunch
Bitter insecurities, cunt
(If you can bend that far down)

You're a thorn in my flesh
The sound of your name
Is nails on a chalkboard
But my mind is already booked
Lined up with better things
So I march to different beats
With rock n roll vigor in my heart
Drowning you [out]

My favorite mistakes
Turning to rusted knives
You morph and mold
Into new weapons
With every passing week
That I forget about you

Pathetic fecal matter
It's pitiful, really
That in order to get my attention
You have to stir the shit pot
So I smell the rot
From a mile away

While you're busy
Vomiting all over yourselves
Like emotionally deprived children
And whoring your empty souls
To fake friends and fake lovers
I'll be at peace
In the arms of another
With the nightly breeze
Blowing through
My free spirited heart
Wind whistling music
Through the holes
And cracks