Dear D.A.D (Dead, Avengeful, Damaged)

Dear D.a.d.

you over compulsive number one
dreaded walking corpse
you callouse on my rotten toe
Gambet never left your sheets
you crooked plum as the eye can see.

you scream your webs
you weave your lies
you spade your ways
and shine fire in thine eyes
your control is threatening
tainting us both
forgetting, forgiving...
"There's a lock on my door"
you lost key
and uncautious maget
feed your wishes
and lend me have it.

You bought me
wish to sell me
dispell my taste
we're foil's with pussie boils
unconditional love can't have me loath you.