will you contemplate the act of reverence on bended knee to
guide the stray and calm the weary, only to learn that’s not their story.
so suck it up princess, this ain’t a lecture of the big bad world from the big
bad wolf.
hold your tongue before you speak, before you throw that tantrum or start to
weep.
so pucker up honey. your manic heightened sense of self importance is a drag to
us
and we’ve had enough of this.
scrape your knees upon the floor is all you have to do to know you gave your
all.
when the blood is dried the scab is formed.
this cycle just goes on and on.
i can never tell if you’re still under the spell or the choice of giving alms
have left a mighty broken man.
you’re looking for disaster,
you’ve found yourself the master.
go forth create collapse and reap the joy from your frenzy.
look at the mess that you have made. you’re nothing than a silly,
sorry state of misery who loves company.
how i wish i never met your fking face. save your tears you crocodile.
should the world swallow you whole, accept your fate my child.
listen and do as your told.