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Neurotic Bitch!
We didn't start this with love
It was caustically formed
Lies, sweet speaking acid between
Stealing moments from her
That belong in a back alley
Waiting 2AM at truck stops
Felt his disappearance while we embraced
Hugged each other like straight jackets, self professed maniacs
High on pompous beliefs
Rotting in translation
Never becoming action
He already had a dead body in his head
Raging that she escaped
Mouth covered in morsels of the sheep
He wears to camouflage
The farce
Sure fact I was
Destined for the next casket
As his Jekyl birthed Hyde
Covered in civility
A chainsaw heart
Hating every part of people
Except the bits he could
Fuck disgust into
The letters left on the mausoleum
"You were just another slut
I longed to starve in my hell
In your empty shell
My hate extends to your anatomy
Wrap your throat with contempt
My loathing hard and ready to
Rape and reap all I wasn't going to give you
Leave you bleeding,
I'm a nec-romancer
Flat line, so you talk less
Your death wasn't my fault
Posioned by your blind hope
Like every other dumb bitch
Who believes it started with love...
No it starts and ends with my convenience
I get a hard on killing damsels in distress"
It was caustically formed
Lies, sweet speaking acid between
Stealing moments from her
That belong in a back alley
Waiting 2AM at truck stops
Felt his disappearance while we embraced
Hugged each other like straight jackets, self professed maniacs
High on pompous beliefs
Rotting in translation
Never becoming action
He already had a dead body in his head
Raging that she escaped
Mouth covered in morsels of the sheep
He wears to camouflage
The farce
Sure fact I was
Destined for the next casket
As his Jekyl birthed Hyde
Covered in civility
A chainsaw heart
Hating every part of people
Except the bits he could
Fuck disgust into
The letters left on the mausoleum
"You were just another slut
I longed to starve in my hell
In your empty shell
My hate extends to your anatomy
Wrap your throat with contempt
My loathing hard and ready to
Rape and reap all I wasn't going to give you
Leave you bleeding,
I'm a nec-romancer
Flat line, so you talk less
Your death wasn't my fault
Posioned by your blind hope
Like every other dumb bitch
Who believes it started with love...
No it starts and ends with my convenience
I get a hard on killing damsels in distress"
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