It's unlikely that you'll like me kind of twisted and unhappy
Drink my poison filled with hatred can I hit you I'm frustrated
I CAN HEAR YOU LOUD AND CLEAR SWALLOW WHOLE MY ANAL FEAR
WITH EMOTIONS BITTER FIST STRIKE ME DOWN I WON'T BE MISSED
Hold a torch to all my virtues try to burn them maybe turn them
Into something unrelated an opinion antiquated
And the pages that provoked me didn't realize what they told me
Fascinating and unnerving I'm ashamed and undeserving.
Writer(s): Robert Dunn, Chris John Gordon, David Greenwood, Grant Mcfarlane
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