"Goodbye to the Bygones."

The world and People in general
have a desperate need to once
and for all...

"Let Bygones be Bygones,"

It's tyme towards a lot of Shit to
say...

By-By; Be Gone, be gone

We like to hold on and carry it
until it becomes a Grudge and
Bitterness deep within our soul;
and then like a cancerous
disease, it ends-up swallowing
us whole

And then the clothing that We
find ourselves dressed in is a
Pitiful, miserable, ruinous and
empty-looking creature that's
unhealthy and lean

So I think what I mean to say is

"Let Bygones be Bygones,"

It's tyme towards a lot of Shit to
say...

By-By; Be Gone, be gone

You've overstayed Your Welcome
with me and My Sanity Fucking
screwed: so now, c'est la vie,
adios Mother Fucker; Fuck You

I'm filled with hatred and rife with
agonizing hurts
There's Lowlife mother-fuckers
whom I'd evilly enjoy taking a
steel pipe to and enjoining it to
the side of their head and to the
front of their face

So I know that in this life they've
received their, "Just Desserts,"
Because I'm not the kind who
believes they'll get their Reward
in the Here-after

No, I want to see them scream-out
in pain after they've been dismembered
and I Leisurely Cheer with Demented
Laughter

But Alas, I know
that I should...

"Let Bygones be Bygones,"

It's tyme towards a lot of Shit to
say...

By-By; Be Gone, be gone

You've overstayed Your Welcome
with me and My Sanity Fucking
screwed: so now, c'est la vie,
adios Mother Fucker; Fuck You

Sure, I'd love to receive My...

"Pound of Flesh," because of the
 audacity of ignorant Fucks that
  I've know, but, for now, I guess
       I'll just swallow it down