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- - - NOT MY FUCKING PIPER - - -
I have had enough of your voice
The constant drone from your face
I just wanna fuck it up
FUCK IT UP
FUCK IT UP
FUCK IT UP
So much psycho babble fucking bullshit
Vomits forth, I wonder if you believe it
Is the taste of shit permanently there
On your tongue, strung out, brown for all who cares
I reject you
I detest you
You slither forth in the night
Spitting venom like a viper
I will not march to your fife
You are not my fucking piper
And when I look in the mirror
I see a grey, sunken face
I just wanna fuck it up
FUCK IT UP
FUCK IT UP
FUCK IT UP
These wasted veins are pumping with disease
Of a broken life living on my knees
Constantly beaten down and left for dead
With empty lies echoing in my head
You reject me
You detest me
You slither forth in the night
Spitting venom like a viper
I will not march to your fife
You are not my fucking piper
Let us, once, trade places
And let you shovel the shit
Do you like the taste
Let me know when you're over it
So I can beat you down some more
I've had enough of all your shit
Run away for your own good
I just wanna fuck you up
FUCK YOU UP
FUCK YOU UP
FUCK YOU UP
You reject me
You detest me
I reject you
I detest you
You slither forth in the night
Spitting venom like a viper
I will not march to your fife
You are not my fucking piper
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Published 6th Aug 2015
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Anonymous
6th Aug 2015 2:30am
King Hades. . .I guess this is the term when "Eat Shit And Die!" comes into play only in the form of a poem. . .As always, excellent ink. . .Dark and Angry and Disturbing. . .Only someone like you can paint. . .Enjoyed!. . .xoxo, Devlin;)
7th Aug 2015 7:21am
